Damaged Goods
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One of mom’s sisters entered me in a toddler photo contest in which I placed first and won a Shetland pony. Mom rejected it in favor of the 2nd place prize, a Roadmaster bike. Aunt and Nana were outraged at her action.
Mom calmly explained that city ordinances didn’t allow ponies or horsies in backyards. They fired back that the pony could be boarded. Mom explained that as a young family starting out after WWII, we were barely able to afford room, board, food, and clothing for ourselves.
They were still not mollified. Nana and her fave daughter could be quite unreasonable, but the bike wasn’t such a good idea either. It had a 26” wheelbase and sat in the backyard covered with a tarp before I could handle it. It deteriorated by then.
Wonder what 3rd place prize was?
Fast fwd.
5th grade speling – er, spelling – bee. All the boys collapsed and so it was moi against 10 or so girls whom I mowed down, one-by-one. My reward was a ho hum shrug from the biased nun.
Two wins but no prizes.
Mom calmly explained that city ordinances didn’t allow ponies or horsies in backyards. They fired back that the pony could be boarded. Mom explained that as a young family starting out after WWII, we were barely able to afford room, board, food, and clothing for ourselves.
They were still not mollified. Nana and her fave daughter could be quite unreasonable, but the bike wasn’t such a good idea either. It had a 26” wheelbase and sat in the backyard covered with a tarp before I could handle it. It deteriorated by then.
Wonder what 3rd place prize was?
Fast fwd.
5th grade speling – er, spelling – bee. All the boys collapsed and so it was moi against 10 or so girls whom I mowed down, one-by-one. My reward was a ho hum shrug from the biased nun.
Two wins but no prizes.