AZ Jim
R.I.P. With Us In Spirit Only
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- SURPRISE, ARIZONA
It was a simpler time even though we spent some of it in the Great Depression and ww2. I was a kid and thus mostly immune to the strife suffered by our parents. We made a game of life. We even had our own calendar of sorts. We had seasons. Tops, kite, skate seasons to mention a few. We had baseball (there was always a vacant lot to use as our field within earshot of Mom calling us home for supper). We played until the street lights came on or we got the “Mom Call”.
In those days there was no TV, computer, smartphones or video games to keep us locked up and storing our fat. We had friends. A funny story about those days centers around our telephone. Phones were primitive and were serious adult only devices. I had a friend named Herbie. He was a stutterer. It took him quite a while to get said what he wanted to say. One day Herbie asked our phone number which I gave him. That night our phone rang (an event) and I was told it was for me. Strange! I had never received a phone call. I went our one and only phone and a voice said “you,yo,yo will never nev,nev never guess whowhowho this is….
On our block we had a little tom boy named Linda. She tried to teach me to play “Jacks”. All I remember is the game could be played on a front porch and involved a tiny ball and some funny looking little metal objects that were called jacks. She was a sport and played in some of our baseball games right along with the boys. I never caught on to Jacks though.
Things were different then but in many ways better. Sometime I’ll talk about the war remembrances I have from those times in Los Angeles including the Air Raid of 1942. Meanwhile you can read of it in this article. https://www.nbclosangeles.com/news/...-LA-Air-Raid-Remains-a-Mystery-138954484.html
In those days there was no TV, computer, smartphones or video games to keep us locked up and storing our fat. We had friends. A funny story about those days centers around our telephone. Phones were primitive and were serious adult only devices. I had a friend named Herbie. He was a stutterer. It took him quite a while to get said what he wanted to say. One day Herbie asked our phone number which I gave him. That night our phone rang (an event) and I was told it was for me. Strange! I had never received a phone call. I went our one and only phone and a voice said “you,yo,yo will never nev,nev never guess whowhowho this is….
On our block we had a little tom boy named Linda. She tried to teach me to play “Jacks”. All I remember is the game could be played on a front porch and involved a tiny ball and some funny looking little metal objects that were called jacks. She was a sport and played in some of our baseball games right along with the boys. I never caught on to Jacks though.
Things were different then but in many ways better. Sometime I’ll talk about the war remembrances I have from those times in Los Angeles including the Air Raid of 1942. Meanwhile you can read of it in this article. https://www.nbclosangeles.com/news/...-LA-Air-Raid-Remains-a-Mystery-138954484.html
