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Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Aug 31, 2010
Share a memory involving an outhouse.
We had an old outhouse in our yard but luckily I was in line far enough down in my family that we had indoor plumbing by the time I came along. I never had any desire to use it either since it was infested by spiders more than anything else. Later as a highway patrolman my brother would dispose of confiscated alcohol in the old outhouse.
It had a single seat but the one I do remember having to use was at the ranch where indoor plumbing was never installed. It had a two seats and after visiting it many times I could never understand why it had two seats. I suppose though in the olden days a couple would find it more pleasant to visit it together in the winter if such a pleasant thing existed when it came to outhouses. The ones I have used in the mountains even to this day I can never call as pleasant experiences.
Aug 30, 2010
Tell about an incident when your mom or dad was very angry with you.
I am sure there had to have been a time that I could tell to answer this question but I suppose time can be a friend to us by helping to forget these kinds of trivial incidents. Thus I cannot remember any of them and find no reason to rack my brain to find one since my memories of them include those things where they made me happy and I do not recall any time when they were mad at me. That is probably because it had to be really bad to make them mad and even backing into a new car that the dealer had brought over to sell to us didn’t make them mad that I can remember. They were disappointed in me several times I am sure but like I said it took an awful lot to make either of them mad.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Aug 29, 2010
Tell about an incident when you were very angry with your mom or dad.
I am sure there had to have been a time that I could tell to answer this question but I suppose time can be a friend to us by helping to forget these kinds of trivial incidents. Thus I cannot remember any of them and find no reason to rack my brain to find one since my memories of them include those things where they made me happy or corrected me with love so that I couldn’t be mad at them. I was raised by truly a loving set of parents.