Wednesday, October 17, 2007
A TRIP TO THE PARK, OR, THE KATZENJAMMER KIDS
Nancy and I were just little kids playing in our driveway on Wilcox Street. An older girl who lived up the street stopped by to play with us. When the mailman dropped off a package for us, we ran to the box to see what is was. We opened it and saw it was roller skates for our brother, Jim. Dorothy, the friend, grabbed the skates and put them on. Roller skates in those days tightened onto your shoes with a skate key.
"Let's go," she said. We followed her walking while she skated. She took us miles away to Walnut Hill Park.
We made one stop at her grandmother's house on the way. All we remember is the grandmother giving us coffee to drink. We got to the park and jumped into the wading pool where we stayed for hours. Soon it began to rain with thunder and lightning. It was getting dark by then, so we started home. We got to Main Street soaked to the skin. By now we were frightened. By some miracle, our neighbor, Ann, was just getting on the Oak Street bus. She saw us and stopped the bus to take us with her. Our friend, Dorothy, quickly skated away and went home on her own. She must have been about nine years old.
When we got home, the police were there since we had been reported missing. We must have been gone seven or eight hours. Our mother was so relieved to see us, she didn't even scold us. Nancy came up with the funniest line of all. Said to our mother, "Well, you never take us to te Shee Shore."
"Let's go," she said. We followed her walking while she skated. She took us miles away to Walnut Hill Park.
We made one stop at her grandmother's house on the way. All we remember is the grandmother giving us coffee to drink. We got to the park and jumped into the wading pool where we stayed for hours. Soon it began to rain with thunder and lightning. It was getting dark by then, so we started home. We got to Main Street soaked to the skin. By now we were frightened. By some miracle, our neighbor, Ann, was just getting on the Oak Street bus. She saw us and stopped the bus to take us with her. Our friend, Dorothy, quickly skated away and went home on her own. She must have been about nine years old.
When we got home, the police were there since we had been reported missing. We must have been gone seven or eight hours. Our mother was so relieved to see us, she didn't even scold us. Nancy came up with the funniest line of all. Said to our mother, "Well, you never take us to te Shee Shore."
# posted by Noonski @ 4:53 PM 
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There's a clear theme in these stories, Moe....adult irresponsibility! Where were the parents? And the grandmother sends 3 children (age 9 & under) into the streets with no adult supervision? Good thing you had a coffee buzz to protect you. Sheesh.
Did you brother ever get his skates back from the little thief?
Did you brother ever get his skates back from the little thief?
I'm glad Moe learned at young age the importance of letting your kids roam free and explore all day. Mike and I used to go off after breakfast and not return until supper. Moe never reported us missing, maybe she was just glad to get us out of the house!
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