The absolute peak of luxury as a child

Another was colour TV... by 1970 when I was 15, everyone I knew had colour TV.. not us.. in fact by the time I left home for good my father STILL wouldn't pay out for a colour TV...
 
food, and a new item of clothing

Same here. Me too. New clothes that actually fit would have been a luxury.
My few were all too short and all had the hems let out.
No hand me downs when youre taller than a lot of the adults in your family. :D

Sometimes on a weekend Mom and I would share a pint of ice cream a large soda and a bag of chips.
Back then I thought it was a luxury. Now its still a luxury. I can afford it but Im on a diet. #sigh
 
I was pretty much stone country and didn’t know or care if I was missing out on any material things. The pinnacle for me was the spring I turned 12 and my first horse was delivered to our farm.

On a lateral with that, was the colt that sweet mare delivered a year later. I was allowed to keep him, raising and training him under my granddad’s watchful and experienced eye. Sonny stayed with me his entire lifetime. He was 29 and I was 42 when I laid him to rest. We did our share of riding in parades, sliding down power lines, river banks, and digging up the other side.❤️❤️. Sonny was a terrific children’s horse in his teens. I could pile my son and his cousins on Sonny’s back and send them on their way, around the pond in the woods, back to the house. A big deal trail ride for small children😇😇

Granddad’s farm, 1965. I was 18, Sonny was five and our journey was just beginning.
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That would be when we moved from a 2 bedroom frame house to a 3 bedroom brick house with 2 bathrooms instead of just 1.
 
I never thought about it back then... but with today's perspective, I suppose the peak of luxury to me as a child would have been having a bedroom to myself and not having to share with my sister. :giggle:
I didn't think about it much then either. But i adored my 3 older sisters. Tho even as a child i valued alone time i missed them being around when they were in school before i was old enough for it. And when they went off for 6-8 weeks in late summer to work at 'Tobacco Camp' in their later teens.

When we moved to house on main part of river (had lived on an inlet my first 4 yrs) all 4 of us shared a room, albeit a huge one, 2 to a bed.
 
My oldest brother would come by once a month to take my mom grocery shopping, her great indulgence would be buying an eight pack of 7up soda, for herself. Once in a while I would get a few sips, so to my eight year old self soda pop was a luxury.
 
Having a car. We lived in a city and didn't "need" one, but I really, really wanted one. Didn't get it until I was married. DH was an Army officer stationed in Germany, and since there was no war going on in Europe, I was able to move there, and we had a beautiful apartment. We bought our first car, a VW "beetle" and I learned to drive on the Autobahn. I thought I was in heaven.

But after a year, his Army term was up and we had to return to the U.S. and reality. The car came with us.
 


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