Hey you all who grew up on Meadowlark, here's an invitation to reconnect and share memories from the 50's 60's . I remember acorn fights in the fall and street hockey in winter. And your memory?
GROWING UP ON MEADOWLARK WAS GREAT! PLAYING OUTSIDE EVERY DAY. SPORTS WAS THE THEME. ROB WAS MY GO TO GUY. HE WAS WILLING WHENEVER AND WHATEVER THE SPORT. FOOTBALL IN THE STREET OR AT MARS'. PICKLE IN THE STREET WITH WHOEVER WAS AVAILABLE. STREET HOCKEY OR ON MY RINK OR MARS' RINK. OUR GROUP WAS JON, DALE, ROB AL, MIKE, ME, FISHMAN'S(LARRY AND??) SOMETIMES HARVEY AND LATER RICK. WE NEVER PLAYED WITH THE GIRLS BUT THEY WERE SANDY, JANICE AND LINDA AND NANCY. CLYDE AND JAY AND OTHERS WERE TO FAR BEHIND. LOVED THE NEIGHBORHOOD!! MIKE M
My update: It's been a pretty cool and exciting journey since leaving the old block. First I went to Wayne and then graduated from Michigan in 68. I met my wife Pat at Michigan and we have been together since 1967, married in 1970. After Michigan I taught elementary school in Harlem and did a little bit of acting in New York City. Then off to Harvard where I got a degree in psychology. Back to Michigan in 1975 and our first born with Adam in 1976 followed by Daniel in 1979. Pat got her PhD in psychology from Michigan in 1985.They are both doing great. No grandchildren so far. I startred writing books in 1990 and have written six since then. One of them landed me on the Today Show and another on Oprah. Since 1995 I have been doing organizational psychology which has been fascinating and has led me to work in New York City after 9/11, Rwanda after the genocide,. Currently I am working with the new governor on economic development in Michigan and also will be doing some work with the Afghan ambassador to the UN. Exciting stuff. Meadowlark and you all prepared me for most anything. Both my parents lived until their 80s and died in the late 90s. I have kept up contact with a few folks from the street. Of course I am close to my cousins Rick and Lany, and Patti until her death a few years ago. Pat and I have had the pleasure of visiting Mike and Micky Martlock at their home near Cheboygan. I saw on Dale and Jon Mars several years ago. Unfortunately I recently heard Jon had died.
Recently, I also have had the the pleasure of reconnecting with Mike Kargula and his brother Jay who lives in Ann Arbor. Sandy Bratt and I have become Facebook friends. Don't know much about anybody else. Several years ago I heard that Larry Edleman who lived across the street from me was killed on a rock was thrown over the overpass in Detroit on to his car.
At 64 I remain enthusiastic and energetic about life. As everybody, I've had a few back problems. Something must've been in the water to weaken our backs on Meadowlark. Whatever was in the air, it certainly also made us strong and resilient. It's wonderful to reconnect via e-mail with everybody. Maybe someday we can have a block party reunion.
I look forward to hearing about all of your stories.
Please write me at sawoolley@comcast.net. That's my personal email. The other one is my business.
What's happened with me? Oh my, oh my, oh my.
Went to Ferris my first year of college. Became engaged to Doug Gawne and left Ferris. Thankfully, we broke up. I drifted for a few years and wound up moonlighting at Bavarian Village where I met my guy, Joe Woolley. Married in 1970. Seems like we all got marriedin '70!
Both Joe and I returned to college--Oakland, '79. I planned to go on to law school (yep, there's really a brain under the blonde hair) but we moved to Salt Lake City in '83.
Had two kids, Matthew in 73 and Katie in 76. Both are terrific and I have two grandsons from Matthew. Cooper is 8 and Sammy is 6.
Left chemical sales in 1999 and retired. Thought about law school and then decided nah, I was having too much fun being retired. My best friend here, Suzi Berrett, drafted me to work parttime in her shop, Cassandra's Closet. I bought her out 3 years ago and SHE retired. I adore what I'm doing. As it turns out, I should have majored in marketing!
My shop specializes in high end clothing and accessories. And I mean high end. Ann Taylor, Chanel, St. John, Gucci, Prada--you name it, we get it! I was, as Joe says, born to shop. I shop, all day, every day. I live and breathe shopping and designers and what's new and what's not.
As I write this, I am here at the shop, listening to several shoppers talk as they look at the stuff. We are having a sale and they are thrilled to be finding 'such deals'.
I will be in Detroit this summer for the Class of '66 Reunion at the Novi Sheraton on 7/30. I always see Dale Mars but hadn't heard about his brother, Jon. Dale, if you read this, I am so sorry.
My mom is thriving in Bloomfield Hills married to Adrian Gross. My dad died last year. My sister, Margie, died some years ago of complications of a brain tumor related to drug and alcohol addiction. My sister, Peggy and her husband own Damnit Dams out of Fenton. Peg is my always best friend. My brother Gary is hale and hearty still working at a car dealership.
I am fine. I am well. I am happy. I wouldn't change a thing about my life. Except that pesky 10 pounds that I want to lose. Would love to updates on everyone else ....
HELLO GOOD NEIGHBORS! IT'S CLYDE MONROE HERE. WOW, IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME AGO HASN'T IT? IT'S NICE TO GO BACK IN MEMORY OF THOSE DAYS OF INNOCENCE AND FAMILY VALUES WE ALL HAD. THAT PERIOD OF TIME THAT SHAPED US WILL PROBABLY NEVER BE REPEATED. WE WERE LUCKY TO HAVE BEEN PART OF IT. MY MEMORY OF ROB, ALWAYS STUDYING, AND GOT ALL A'S BECAUSE OF IT. ROB WAS ALWAYS AN UPBEAT GUY BEING POSITIVE ABOUT EVERYTHING. A GOOD SPORT WHEN THE NEIGHBORHOOD PLAYED SPORTS TOGETHER. ROB, I STILL THINK HOW YOUR GRANDPA WOULD HOLD HIS TRANSISTOR RADIO AND LISTEN TO THE TIGERS GAMES. HE COULDN'T SIT STILL ON THE PORCH FOR LONG LISTENING AND WOULD SOON START PACING THE SIDEWALK.
MIKE M., YOU HAD ONE OF THE BEST AND MANY BACK YARD ICE RINKS. ME BEING YOUNGER, YOU GUYS ALWAYS MADE ME PLAY GOALIE. I HATED GOALIE POSITION BUT AT LEAST YOU LET A LITTLE KID PLAY. YOUR RINK IS WHERE I LEARNED HOW TO ICE SKATE. I REMEMBER YOU WORKING ON A RACE CAR IN THE EMPTY LOT NEXT TO YOU. I THINK THE WHOLE BLOCK USED THAT EMPTY LOT TO DUMP THEIR GRASS CLIPPINGS, LEAVES, OIL CHANGES, CUT BUSHES AND DOG CRAP. USED TO PLAY HIDE-N-SEEK AND TAG IN THAT LOT WITH EVERYONE. ONE POTATO TWO POTATO THREE POTATO FOUR, FIVE POTATO SIX POTATO SEVEN POTATO OR, MY MOTHER TOLD ME TO CHOSE THE VERY BEST OF YOU! YOU'RE IT! RUN MIKE, DO YOU REMEMBER GETTING FISHING WORMS FROM THE GROUND? YOU USED TWO METHODS I REMEMBER. ONE WAS ELECTRIC SHOCK BY INSERTING TWO RODS IN THE GROUND AND WAITING FOR THE WORMS TO SURFACE FOR EASY PICKING. YOU ALSO MIXED WATER AND MUSTARD AND SPRAYED IT ON THE GRASS THEN WAIT FOR THEM TO SURFACE. YOUR COOL COLLIE DOG "LADDY"? YOUR MOM MADE THE BEST HOME MADE BREAD THAT SHE WOULD DROP OFF AT OUR HOUSE. YOUR MOM HAD A GREAT SMILE THAT YOU INHERITED. YOUR MOM WAS SO LOVING. ALWAYS WANTED TO KISS ME WHEN I WAS A LITTLE BOY. YOU HAD THE BEST THROWING ACORNS FROM THAT ANCIENT OAK TREE IN YOUR FRONT YARD. FALL WAS THE TIME FOR ACORN FIGHTS AND STREET FOOTBALL. I MISS THE SMELL OF THE BURNING LEAVES WE ALL WOULD RAKE TO THE CURB AND BURN. CAN YOU BELIEVE THE CITY LET US DO THAT? THEN LATER, QUICK! MOVE THE CARS THE LEAF TRUCK IS COMING TO SUCK UP ALL THE LEAVES.
SANDY, I REMEMBER THAT THE BOYS WOULD CALL ON YOU BECAUSE YOU WERE SO PRETTY. THE STREET WOULD FLOOD THE DEEPEST IN FRONT OF YOUR HOUSE AFTER A RAIN STORM AND I HAD A BALL RIDING MY BIKE FAST THROUGH THE WATER.
RICK, I REMEMBER MOST FROM PLAYING BASKETBALL AT THE MARS HOUSE. YOU WERE TALL AND WOULD GET ALL OF THE REBOUNDS. YOUR DAD HAD A SMALL FISHING BOAT AND WOULD GO FISHING. I THOUGHT THAT WAS COOL.
MIKE K., THE BIG BROTHER OF MY BEST FRIEND JOHNNY. WHAT A FAMILY. THE AMISH DIDN'T HAVE ANYTHING ON YOUR FAMILY. BEING THE OLDEST OF SEVEN CHILDREN I REMEMBER YOU HAVING SO MUCH RESPONSIBILITY. WHEN WE WOULD HAVE THE NEIGHBORHOOD SNOWBALL FIGHTS, YOU HAD THE BEST ARM AND FASTEST THROW. DAMN THAT HURT WHEN YOU HIT ME.
LANY, LANY COOPER? THE YOUNGER SISTER OF PATTY? I REMEMBER PLAYING 4 SQUARE IN THE STREET WITH YOU. DEPENDING ON HOW MANY KIDS WANTED TO PLAY, I REMEMBER PLAYING AS LITTLE AS 2 SQUARE ALL THE WAY UP TO AS MANY AS 8 SQUARE. AND WHEN IT GOT DARK WE USED THE STREET LIGHT NEXT TO KARGULA'S HOUSE. BUT ON SCHOOL NIGHTS, MOST OF US HAD TO GO HOME WHEN THE STREET LIGHTS CAME ON.
JAY K., JOHNNY'S YOUNGER BROTHER WHO WE HAD TO DRAG ALONG WITH US BECAUSE IT WAS JOHNNY'S TURN TO WATCH HIM. A GOOD KID WHO GREW INTO HIS OWN.
AH THE GAMES WE PLAYED IN THE STREET. FOR A DEAD END STREET, WE SURE HAD A LOT OF CARS COME DOWN AND INTERRUPT OUR GAMES. THEN THEY DEVELOPED THAT OPEN FIELD AT THE END OF THE STREET BUILDING HOMES AND OPENING THE DEAD END. HAD FUN IN THAT BIG FIELD TOO NEXT TO THE COOPER'S. THANKS FOR ALL THE MEMORIES, CLYDE
Even though I was younger, you treated me well. Except for that time, during the riots in Detroit, you tried to scare me by telling me Detroit was only a mlle away from us and the trouble was going to spread to Oak Park! I remember your dad was a good guy. He would sit on the front porch and watch us play football in the street. I also remember that for a time before my parents moved, my dad enjoyed walking down the street to talk with your dad.
Your email sure brought back a lot of memories. Thanks!
JAY, SORRY ABOUT THE RIOT SCARE. I WAS AT FERNDALE H.S. THAT DAY WHEN ALL HELL BROKE OUT AND WITH THE ROYAL OAK TWP. KIDS THERE WERE IN LOTS OF FIGHTS IN THE COMMONS AREA. FERNDALE H.S. WAS SUCH A DIVERSE OF STUDENTS. MANY ETHNICS SUCH AS ROYAL OAK TWP. BLACKS, 1/2 OF OAK PARK JEWISH COMMUNITY, RICHIE PR'S FROM PLEASANT RIDGE, ETC. I REMEMBER THE TWO BEST KEPT LAWNS WERE YOURS WITH THE KENTUCKY BLUEGRASS AND NORM'S TWO DOORS DOWN WITH THE BENT GRASS. YOUR DAD AND YOU BOYS WERE ALWAYS WORKING ON THAT YARD. DOING "CHORES" AS JOHNNY WOULD SAY. YOUR BOXER DOG REX THAT YOUR DAD TRAINED SO WELL. WHAT A BOND THEY HAD. I HEARD THE STORY THAT REX JUMPED UP ON YOUR DAD THEN DIED. HOW SAD. I WAS ALWAYS KIND OF AFRAID OF REX. FOR YEARS YOUR DAD'S CAR WAS THE ONLY ONE I KNEW THAT HAD OVER 100,000 MILES ON IT. THAT WAS QUITE AN ACCOMPLISHMENT BACK IN THOSE DAYS. YOUR DAD BACKED OVER MY BIKE IN YOUR DRIVEWAY.TOTALED IT. IT WAS MY BAD BECAUSE IT WAS THE RULE AT YOUR HOUSE, NO BIKES IN THE DRIVEWAY. GOOD TO HEAR FROM YOU JAY. CLYDE
CLYDE, GREAT TO HEAR FROM YOU AND I NOW HAVE YOU IN MY MEADOWLARK MAILING. YOU JUST ABOUT SAID IT ALL ABOUT THE NEIGHBORHOOD AND SCHOOL. THE NEIGHBORHOOD SEEMED TO HAVE 2 GENERATIONS--MINE AND YOURS BUT ALL INTER RELATED. I ALWAYS REMEMBER ALL THE PARENTS TOO. ESPECIALLY MY NEXT DOOR NEIGHBORS(YOU). WHEN I THINK BACK TO THE OLD DAYS I ALWAYS MISS THE GREAT NEIGHBORHOOD. I LOST TRACK OF HARVEY HAHN WHEN HE WENT TO JAIL. AS A SIDE NOTE DID YOU AND NANCY KNOW KARL STENBACK DIED? EVERONE KEEP IN TOUCH AND GOOD HEALTH TO ALL. MIKE M
HI MIKE, YES WE KNOW ABOUT KARL STENBACK PASSING. HE WAS OUR UNCLE. OUR DAD'S SISTER WAS MARRIED TO KARL. HARVEY HAHN, WHAT A CHARACTER. YOU BOTH LIKED WORKING ON SUPPED-UP CARS. DIDN'T HE WORK AS A REPO MAN? ONE TIME HARVEY TOOK ME FOR A RIDE IN HIS CAR AND AS HE WAS SHOWING OFF AND GUNNING IT DOWN THE STREET HE WOULD TURN OFF THE IGNITION SWITCH AND THEN QUICKLY TURN IT BACK ON. THIS WOULD CAUSE A HUGE BACKFIRE AND SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME. COULD BE THE REASON HE WAS ALWAYS WORKING ON THE ENGINES. I'M SURE HE WAS BLOWING A HEAD, HEAD GASKET, VALVES OR SOMETHING. REMEMBER HE USED THAT OLD TREE OVER HIS DIRT DRIVEWAY TO HOIST THE ENGINES OUT? DIDN'T YOU USE A TREE IN THE VACANT LOT ALSO? CLYDE
Hi Clyde Damn, man. What an awesome memory.You,and Nancy and Tom and Jo were the very best nei ghbors...kind,generous,and funny.I visited your dad just before he died. He told me to get my prostate checked yearly. Is your mom still alive? What happened to your cousin Tina who lived with you? I had a big crush on her. I remember when Big Mike organized 'spin the bottle" in a tent in the backyard with Nancy and Tina and me( and who knows who else)...now that was a great new game. Clyde, I remember your generosity and great sense of humor.Did you inherit your Mom's Studebacker? And did Mike get you to work on sanding his old Corvette? Clyde, where are you living now? It would be great to see you. Rob
Can any of you try to set up a blog for us where we can store all these memories? And what about photos or old movies? And can we find the Fishmans? I think Mary Baroff is still living in her house across from the Martlocks. Fondly Robbie
Hi Everyone--a blog would be great. You guys were a few years older than me and only grudgingly was I occasionally allowed to play baseball with you in the lot. And, yes, I think Mary Barof still lives there. I am disappointed every time I go back as the street as deteriorated so much. Alas. And Best is now huge! I was continuallly sent away to 'play with the girls' which was useless on the street.
The Baroffs still live there. I've had lunch recently with their son Alan who sells for an Electrical Distributor and makes it to Ann Arbor every so often. Next door, the Huebners are still there as well, as are the Coopers who live across from where the Martinows used to live. Their youngest son, David bought the house on the corner of Meadowlark and Oak Park Boulevard and lives there now.
I have video of when the two Oak trees in front of our neighbor, the Richardsons, fell down in a storm. Lany is in there as are Kathy and Beth Ann Richardson, Alex Cooper and others. I'll try to get it converted and share it with everyone. A real blast from the past!!
That would be fantastic Does any one remember when the house next to the Kargulas burned the the ground? I think a native American family lived there. That was a scary night.
wasn't that the house on the 'hill' on the right hand side of the street (as you are looking toward Best)?
And yes, I had forgotten that it flooded in front of my house. And I loved riding my bike thru it. I think we all had to be in when the street lights went on. "Exploring' all day on our bikes--we could go anywhere and our mom's didn't worry too much.
Remember the food trucks? My kids don't completely believe me when I tell them that we had bakery trucks, fruit/veggie trucks, etc. What other kind of truck did we have?
ROB, MY MOTHER PASSED 2 YRS AGO LAST OCT. SHE WAS 89. I HAVEN'T SEEN TINA IN YEARS. NOT SURE WHERE SHE LIVES. NO I DIDN'T INHERIT MY MOM'S STUDEBAKER BUT MY FIRST CAR WAS A HAND ME DOWN FROM HER WHICH WAS AN OLD DODGE DART. IT HAD A PUSH BUTTON AUTOMATIC TRANSMISSION. THE BUTTONS WERE MOUNTED ON THE LEFT SIDE OF THE DASH. DON'T REMEMBER HAVING TO SAND MARTLOCK'S VET. I'M NOW LIVING IN PHENIX CITY, AL. RIGHT ACROSS THE CHATTAHOOCHEE RIVER BORDERING COLUMBUS, GA. I LIVE ABOUT TEN MINUETS FROM NANCY IN GA. I DON'T REMEMBER THE HOUSE FIRE NEXT TO KARGULA'S BUT I DO REMEMBER A COUPLE OF YOU OLDER BOYS TALKED ME INTO CLIMBING DOWN INTO THE UNFINISHED BASEMENT OF THE NEW RICHARDSON'S HOUSE. I HAD TO JUMP DOWN IN AT ABOUT HALF WAY DOWN. THEN WHEN THE OLDER BOYS CLIMBED OUT, I WAS TOO YOUNG AND SMALL TO CLIMB OUT BY MYSELF AND I COULDN'T GET OUT. MY MOM AND DAD WERE CALLING ME TO COME HOME BUT THEY COULDN'T HEAR ME. THEY CALLED THE COPS AND I WAS FOUND. I REMEMBER MRS. RICHARDSON WAS A HOT HEAD. I THINK HER AND MRS. DOOLEY GOT INTO IT. ANYBODY REMEMBER WHAT THAT WAS ABOUT? MRS. RICHARDSON HAD A FRESH HOT POT OF SOUP COOLING ON HER FRONT PORCH. OUR BEAGLE DOG DUKE WENT OVER AND PULLED OUT THE SOUP BONE. MAN WAS SHE MAD. SHE CAME OVER AND WAS YELLING AT MY DAD ABOUT IT, BUT BEING THE DIPLOMAT MY DAD WAS THEY ENDED UP LAUGHING AND ALL I REMEMBER WAS SHE SAID TO MY DAD "I CAN'T BE MAD AT YOU" AND THAT WAS THE END OF THAT.
JAY, I DO REMEMBER THOSE GIANT TREES THAT FELL FROM THE STORM IN FRONT OF THE RICHARDSON'S. I LOVED THOSE TREES. THAT'S WHERE WE PLAYED 4 SQUARE FOREVER UNDER THOSE TREES. I REMEMBER COLLECTING ALL THOSE BLACK UGLY BEATLES WITH THE HUGE PINCHERS. WE USED TO CHASE EACH OTHER WITH THEM, MAKE THEM FIGHT EACH OTHER AND BLOW THEM UP WITH FIRECRACKERS. OAK PARK HAD SOME GREAT TREES. BACK IN THE DAY WHEN THEY BUILT SUBDIVISIONS THEY BUILT AROUND THE NICE TREES. NOWADAYS THEY MOW EVERY TREE DOWN BEFORE BUILDING. MEADOWLARK WAS FULL OF GREAT TREES LIKE THE ANCIENT OAK IN FRONT OF MARTLOCK'S. WE HAD SQUIRRELS EVERYWHERE! ROB, YOU HAD THOSE BIG COTTON TREES THAT WOULD DROP TONS OF THOSE MESSY COTTON BALL SEEDS. IT TOOK FOREVER TO CLEAN THOSE THINGS UP AND THERE WERE SEVERAL IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD. ROB, REMEMBER THE METAL WIRE THAT WAS TIED AROUND THAT TREE IN YOUR BACK YARD? THE TREE GREW AROUND IT AND EVENTUALLY DISAPPEARED INTO THE TRUNK. HOW ABOUT ALL THE GREAT ELM TREES IN THE HOOD. DO YOU ALL REMEMBER THE CITY WOULD COME AROUND AND SPRAY THOSE TREES WITH THE BIG TRUCKS AND HOSE THAT REACHED THE TOPS? THIS WAS TO KILL THE INSECTS THAT KILLS ELM TREES CALLED "DUTCH ELM DISEASE". UNFORTUNATELY 99% ENDED UP DYING IN THE SURROUNDING COUNTIES. ALSO REMEMBER THE CITY PLANTING MAPLE TREES BETWEEN THE CURB AND SIDEWALK. LOVED TO WATCH THE SEEDS FALL LIKE HELICOPTER BLADES. WE HAD AN ODD OAK TREE SPECIES WERE THE LEAVES WOULD TURN BROWN HALF WAY THROUGH THE SUMMER AND IT WAS UGLY. MAYBE DISEASED? ONE TIME DURING A BIG ELECTRICAL STORM WE HAD, I REMEMBER STANDING NEXT TO MY MOM LOOKING OUT THE LIVING ROOM BAY WINDOW WATCHING THIS ELECTRICAL STORM. I TOLD MY MOM I WISH LIGHTNING WOULD HIT OUR UGLY OAK TREE. ABOUT TWO SECONDS AFTER I HAD SAID THAT, A HUGE EXPLOSION OF THUNDER AND A BLINDING LIGHT APPEARED. IT SCARED US SO BAD. I TURNED AND RAN INTO THE KITCHEN, AND DID ANY OF YOU GUYS HAVE ONE OF THOSE KITCHEN METAL EXHAUST FANS THAT VENTED OUT OF THE SIDE WALL? WELL THAT METAL FAN WAS GLOWING ORANGE. MAN, I DIDN'T KNOW WHICH WAY TO RUN NOW. IT GOT HIT BY LIGHTNING AND IT TURNS OUT THE LIGHTNING ALSO HIT THE FISHMAN/HUBNER'S TREE ACROSS THE STREET. IT SPLIT THAT TREE RIGHT DOWN THE MIDDLE. ONE OF THE BRANCHES BROKE THEIR PICTURE WINDOW. SO NOW I WATCH OUT FOR WHAT I WISH FOR. CLYDE
MORE FADS: METAL CLEATS, CUBAN HEELS, POINTED TOES, BLUE EYE SHADOW, RATTED HAIR, CLAM DIGGERS, WHITE SOCKS, NO SOCKS, CORDUROY PANTS, MOLE HAIR SWEATERS, PENNY LOAFERS, SHOE SHINES AT THE BARBER SHOP, CINNAMON TOOTHPICKS, CHERRY COKES, SEN SEN TABS FOR THE TONGUE, SMALL WAX BOTTLES FILLED WITH LIQUID FRUIT DRINK, SISSY BARS AND BANANA SEATS, CARDS OR BALLOONS IN THE SPOKES, HANDLE BAR STRINGERS, JAX, TOWN DRUGS SODA FOUNTAIN, SUIT HATS, CUFF LINGS, TIE PENDANTS, HANDKERCHIEFS, CHERRY BOMBS, LADY FINGERS, BLACK SNAKES. THE LITTLE SHIRT LOOPS ON THE BACK OF SHIRTS THAT KIDS WOULD SNEAK UP BEHIND YOU AND RIP OFF. THINK OF ANY MORE?
SANDY, I’M REALLY SORRY TO HEAR ABOUT MARGIE PASSING. WE USED TO PLAY TOGETHER. I DO REMEMBER ALL THE FOOD TRUCKS. DOES ANYONE REMEMBER THE GUY WHO USED TO COME AROUND RIDING THAT WEIRD TRI-BIKE AND SHARPENED KNIVES AND SCISSORS? HE HAD A LOUD BELL AND YOU COULD HEAR HIM FROM 2 BLOCKS AWAY. HE HAD A LITTLE MOTOR MOUNTED WITH A GRINDING WHEEL AND SHARPENED THEM BY EYE. HOW ABOUT THE WHITE UNIFORMED GOOD HUMOR MAN AND TRUCK? LOVED TOASTED ALMOND BARS AND PUSH-UPS. HAD SOME PEDDLERS THAT WOULD COME AROUND ALSO LIKE THE FULLER BRUSH MAN, ITALIANS WANTING TO FIX THE PORCH BRICK STEPS, A GUY THAT WOULD BONDO RUST HOLES IN CAR FENDERS. WE DID USE THESE GUYS. THE MILK MAN WOULD LEAVE MILK BOTTLES ON THE SIDE OF THE HOUSE IN THE MILK SHOOT DOOR. AS A KID I REMEMBER CRAWLING INTO THE MILK SHOOT TO GET INTO THE HOUSE WHEN WE GOT LOCKED OUT. HOW ABOUT THE MILK BOTTLES THAT HAD THE PAPER COVERS ON THE TOP THAT YOU HAD TO PEEL OFF. THEN THERE WAS THE LITTLE ROUND CARDBOARD DISK THAT YOU WOULD HAVE TO PULL OFF AND RESEAL THE BOTTLE. I REMEMBER MY DAD DRINKING JUST THE TOP PART WHERE THE CREAM WOULD BE FLOATING. HENCE THE PHRASE “SKIMMING THE TOP”. THIS IDEA OF THE MEADOWLARK DAYS BLOG GET TOGETHER SURE HAS TRIGGERED SOME GOOD OL MEMORIES. CLYDE
GROWING UP ON MEADOWLARK WAS GREAT! PLAYING OUTSIDE EVERY DAY. SPORTS WAS THE THEME. ROB WAS MY GO TO GUY. HE WAS WILLING WHENEVER AND WHATEVER THE SPORT. FOOTBALL IN THE STREET OR AT MARS'. PICKLE IN THE STREET WITH WHOEVER WAS AVAILABLE. STREET HOCKEY OR ON MY RINK OR MARS' RINK. OUR GROUP WAS JON, DALE, ROB AL, MIKE, ME, FISHMAN'S(LARRY AND??) SOMETIMES HARVEY AND LATER RICK. WE NEVER PLAYED WITH THE GIRLS BUT THEY WERE SANDY, JANICE AND LINDA AND NANCY. CLYDE AND JAY AND OTHERS WERE TO FAR BEHIND. LOVED THE NEIGHBORHOOD!!
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My update:
ReplyDeleteIt's been a pretty cool and exciting journey since leaving the old block. First I went to Wayne and then graduated from Michigan in 68. I met my wife Pat at Michigan and we have been together since 1967, married in 1970. After Michigan I taught elementary school in Harlem and did a little bit of acting in New York City. Then off to Harvard where I got a degree in psychology. Back to Michigan in 1975 and our first born with Adam in 1976 followed by Daniel in 1979. Pat got her PhD in psychology from Michigan in 1985.They are both doing great. No grandchildren so far.
I startred writing books in 1990 and have written six since then. One of them landed me on the Today Show and another on Oprah. Since 1995 I have been doing organizational psychology which has been fascinating and has led me to work in New York City after 9/11, Rwanda after the genocide,. Currently I am working with the new governor on economic development in Michigan and also will be doing some work with the Afghan ambassador to the UN. Exciting stuff. Meadowlark and you all prepared me for most anything.
Both my parents lived until their 80s and died in the late 90s. I have kept up contact with a few folks from the street. Of course I am close to my cousins Rick and Lany, and Patti until her death a few years ago. Pat and I have had the pleasure of visiting Mike and Micky Martlock at their home near Cheboygan.
I saw on Dale and Jon Mars several years ago. Unfortunately I recently heard Jon had died.
Recently, I also have had the the pleasure of reconnecting with Mike Kargula and his brother Jay who lives in Ann Arbor. Sandy Bratt and I have become Facebook friends. Don't know much about anybody else. Several years ago I heard that Larry Edleman who lived across the street from me was killed on a rock was thrown over the overpass in Detroit on to his car.
At 64 I remain enthusiastic and energetic about life. As everybody, I've had a few back problems. Something must've been in the water to weaken our backs on Meadowlark. Whatever was in the air, it certainly also made us strong and resilient. It's wonderful to reconnect via e-mail with everybody. Maybe someday we can have a block party reunion.
I look forward to hearing about all of your stories.
Rob
Hi:
ReplyDeletePlease write me at sawoolley@comcast.net. That's my personal email. The other one is my business.
What's happened with me? Oh my, oh my, oh my.
Went to Ferris my first year of college. Became engaged to Doug Gawne and left Ferris. Thankfully, we broke up. I drifted for a few years and wound up moonlighting at Bavarian Village where I met my guy, Joe Woolley. Married in 1970. Seems like we all got marriedin '70!
Both Joe and I returned to college--Oakland, '79. I planned to go on to law school (yep, there's really a brain under the blonde hair) but we moved to Salt Lake City in '83.
Had two kids, Matthew in 73 and Katie in 76. Both are terrific and I have two grandsons from Matthew. Cooper is 8 and Sammy is 6.
Left chemical sales in 1999 and retired. Thought about law school and then decided nah, I was having too much fun being retired. My best friend here, Suzi Berrett, drafted me to work parttime in her shop, Cassandra's Closet. I bought her out 3 years ago and SHE retired. I adore what I'm doing. As it turns out, I should have majored in marketing!
My shop specializes in high end clothing and accessories. And I mean high end. Ann Taylor, Chanel, St. John, Gucci, Prada--you name it, we get it! I was, as Joe says, born to shop. I shop, all day, every day. I live and breathe shopping and designers and what's new and what's not.
As I write this, I am here at the shop, listening to several shoppers talk as they look at the stuff. We are having a sale and they are thrilled to be finding 'such deals'.
I will be in Detroit this summer for the Class of '66 Reunion at the Novi Sheraton on 7/30. I always see Dale Mars but hadn't heard about his brother, Jon. Dale, if you read this, I am so sorry.
My mom is thriving in Bloomfield Hills married to Adrian Gross. My dad died last year. My sister, Margie, died some years ago of complications of a brain tumor related to drug and alcohol addiction. My sister, Peggy and her husband own Damnit Dams out of Fenton. Peg is my always best friend. My brother Gary is hale and hearty still working at a car dealership.
I am fine. I am well. I am happy. I wouldn't change a thing about my life. Except that pesky 10 pounds that I want to lose. Would love to updates on everyone else ....
Sandi
HELLO GOOD NEIGHBORS!
ReplyDeleteIT'S CLYDE MONROE HERE.
WOW, IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME AGO HASN'T IT?
IT'S NICE TO GO BACK IN MEMORY OF THOSE DAYS OF INNOCENCE AND FAMILY VALUES WE ALL HAD. THAT PERIOD OF TIME THAT SHAPED US WILL PROBABLY NEVER BE REPEATED. WE WERE LUCKY TO HAVE BEEN PART OF IT.
MY MEMORY OF ROB, ALWAYS STUDYING, AND GOT ALL A'S BECAUSE OF IT. ROB WAS ALWAYS AN UPBEAT GUY BEING POSITIVE ABOUT EVERYTHING. A GOOD SPORT WHEN THE NEIGHBORHOOD PLAYED SPORTS TOGETHER. ROB, I STILL THINK HOW YOUR GRANDPA WOULD HOLD HIS TRANSISTOR RADIO AND LISTEN TO THE TIGERS GAMES. HE COULDN'T SIT STILL ON THE PORCH FOR LONG LISTENING AND WOULD SOON START PACING THE SIDEWALK.
MIKE M., YOU HAD ONE OF THE BEST AND MANY BACK YARD ICE RINKS. ME BEING YOUNGER, YOU GUYS ALWAYS MADE ME PLAY GOALIE. I HATED GOALIE POSITION BUT AT LEAST YOU LET A LITTLE KID PLAY. YOUR RINK IS WHERE I LEARNED HOW TO ICE SKATE.
I REMEMBER YOU WORKING ON A RACE CAR IN THE EMPTY LOT NEXT TO YOU. I THINK THE WHOLE BLOCK USED THAT EMPTY LOT TO DUMP THEIR GRASS CLIPPINGS, LEAVES, OIL CHANGES, CUT BUSHES AND DOG CRAP.
USED TO PLAY HIDE-N-SEEK AND TAG IN THAT LOT WITH EVERYONE. ONE POTATO TWO POTATO THREE POTATO FOUR, FIVE POTATO SIX POTATO SEVEN POTATO OR, MY MOTHER TOLD ME TO CHOSE THE VERY BEST OF YOU! YOU'RE IT! RUN
MIKE, DO YOU REMEMBER GETTING FISHING WORMS FROM THE GROUND? YOU USED TWO METHODS I REMEMBER. ONE WAS ELECTRIC SHOCK BY INSERTING TWO RODS IN THE GROUND AND WAITING FOR THE WORMS TO SURFACE FOR EASY PICKING. YOU ALSO MIXED WATER AND MUSTARD AND SPRAYED IT ON THE GRASS THEN WAIT FOR THEM TO SURFACE.
YOUR COOL COLLIE DOG "LADDY"?
YOUR MOM MADE THE BEST HOME MADE BREAD THAT SHE WOULD DROP OFF AT OUR HOUSE. YOUR MOM HAD A GREAT SMILE THAT YOU INHERITED. YOUR MOM WAS SO LOVING. ALWAYS WANTED TO KISS ME WHEN I WAS A LITTLE BOY.
YOU HAD THE BEST THROWING ACORNS FROM THAT ANCIENT OAK TREE IN YOUR FRONT YARD. FALL WAS THE TIME FOR ACORN FIGHTS AND STREET FOOTBALL.
I MISS THE SMELL OF THE BURNING LEAVES WE ALL WOULD RAKE TO THE CURB AND BURN. CAN YOU BELIEVE THE CITY LET US DO THAT? THEN LATER, QUICK! MOVE THE CARS THE LEAF TRUCK IS COMING TO SUCK UP ALL THE LEAVES.
SANDY, I REMEMBER THAT THE BOYS WOULD CALL ON YOU BECAUSE YOU WERE SO PRETTY. THE STREET WOULD FLOOD THE DEEPEST IN FRONT OF YOUR HOUSE AFTER A RAIN STORM AND I HAD A BALL RIDING MY BIKE FAST THROUGH THE WATER.
RICK, I REMEMBER MOST FROM PLAYING BASKETBALL AT THE MARS HOUSE. YOU WERE TALL AND WOULD GET ALL OF THE REBOUNDS. YOUR DAD HAD A SMALL FISHING BOAT AND WOULD GO FISHING. I THOUGHT THAT WAS COOL.
MIKE K., THE BIG BROTHER OF MY BEST FRIEND JOHNNY. WHAT A FAMILY. THE AMISH DIDN'T HAVE ANYTHING ON YOUR FAMILY. BEING THE OLDEST OF SEVEN CHILDREN I REMEMBER YOU HAVING SO MUCH RESPONSIBILITY. WHEN WE WOULD HAVE THE NEIGHBORHOOD SNOWBALL FIGHTS, YOU HAD THE BEST ARM AND FASTEST THROW. DAMN THAT HURT WHEN YOU HIT ME.
LANY, LANY COOPER? THE YOUNGER SISTER OF PATTY? I REMEMBER PLAYING 4 SQUARE IN THE STREET WITH YOU.
DEPENDING ON HOW MANY KIDS WANTED TO PLAY, I REMEMBER PLAYING AS LITTLE AS 2 SQUARE ALL THE WAY UP TO AS MANY AS 8 SQUARE. AND WHEN IT GOT DARK WE USED THE STREET LIGHT NEXT TO KARGULA'S HOUSE.
BUT ON SCHOOL NIGHTS, MOST OF US HAD TO GO HOME WHEN THE STREET LIGHTS CAME ON.
JAY K., JOHNNY'S YOUNGER BROTHER WHO WE HAD TO DRAG ALONG WITH US BECAUSE IT WAS JOHNNY'S TURN TO WATCH HIM. A GOOD KID WHO GREW INTO HIS OWN.
AH THE GAMES WE PLAYED IN THE STREET. FOR A DEAD END STREET, WE SURE HAD A LOT OF CARS COME DOWN AND INTERRUPT OUR GAMES. THEN THEY DEVELOPED THAT OPEN FIELD AT THE END OF THE STREET BUILDING HOMES AND OPENING THE DEAD END.
HAD FUN IN THAT BIG FIELD TOO NEXT TO THE COOPER'S.
THANKS FOR ALL THE MEMORIES,
CLYDE
Hey Clyde,
ReplyDeleteEven though I was younger, you treated me well. Except for that time, during the riots in Detroit, you tried to scare me by telling me Detroit was only a mlle away from us and the trouble was going to spread to Oak Park! I remember your dad was a good guy. He would sit on the front porch and watch us play football in the street. I also remember that for a time before my parents moved, my dad enjoyed walking down the street to talk with your dad.
Your email sure brought back a lot of memories. Thanks!
JAY, SORRY ABOUT THE RIOT SCARE. I WAS AT FERNDALE H.S. THAT DAY WHEN ALL HELL BROKE OUT AND WITH THE ROYAL OAK TWP. KIDS THERE WERE IN LOTS OF FIGHTS IN THE COMMONS AREA.
ReplyDeleteFERNDALE H.S. WAS SUCH A DIVERSE OF STUDENTS. MANY ETHNICS SUCH AS ROYAL OAK TWP. BLACKS, 1/2 OF OAK PARK JEWISH COMMUNITY, RICHIE PR'S FROM PLEASANT RIDGE, ETC.
I REMEMBER THE TWO BEST KEPT LAWNS WERE YOURS WITH THE KENTUCKY BLUEGRASS AND NORM'S TWO DOORS DOWN WITH THE BENT GRASS.
YOUR DAD AND YOU BOYS WERE ALWAYS WORKING ON THAT YARD. DOING "CHORES" AS JOHNNY WOULD SAY.
YOUR BOXER DOG REX THAT YOUR DAD TRAINED SO WELL. WHAT A BOND THEY HAD. I HEARD THE STORY THAT REX JUMPED UP ON YOUR DAD THEN DIED. HOW SAD. I WAS ALWAYS KIND OF AFRAID OF REX.
FOR YEARS YOUR DAD'S CAR WAS THE ONLY ONE I KNEW THAT HAD OVER 100,000 MILES ON IT. THAT WAS QUITE AN ACCOMPLISHMENT BACK IN THOSE DAYS.
YOUR DAD BACKED OVER MY BIKE IN YOUR DRIVEWAY.TOTALED IT. IT WAS MY BAD BECAUSE IT WAS THE RULE AT YOUR HOUSE, NO BIKES IN THE DRIVEWAY.
GOOD TO HEAR FROM YOU JAY.
CLYDE
CLYDE, GREAT TO HEAR FROM YOU AND I NOW HAVE YOU IN MY MEADOWLARK MAILING. YOU JUST ABOUT SAID IT ALL ABOUT THE NEIGHBORHOOD AND SCHOOL. THE NEIGHBORHOOD SEEMED TO HAVE 2 GENERATIONS--MINE AND YOURS BUT ALL INTER RELATED. I ALWAYS REMEMBER ALL THE PARENTS TOO. ESPECIALLY MY NEXT DOOR NEIGHBORS(YOU). WHEN I THINK BACK TO THE OLD DAYS I ALWAYS MISS THE GREAT NEIGHBORHOOD. I LOST TRACK OF HARVEY HAHN WHEN HE WENT TO JAIL. AS A SIDE NOTE DID YOU AND NANCY KNOW KARL STENBACK DIED? EVERONE KEEP IN TOUCH AND GOOD HEALTH TO ALL.
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HI MIKE, YES WE KNOW ABOUT KARL STENBACK PASSING. HE WAS OUR UNCLE. OUR DAD'S SISTER WAS MARRIED TO KARL.
ReplyDeleteHARVEY HAHN, WHAT A CHARACTER. YOU BOTH LIKED WORKING ON SUPPED-UP CARS. DIDN'T HE WORK AS A REPO MAN?
ONE TIME HARVEY TOOK ME FOR A RIDE IN HIS CAR AND AS HE WAS SHOWING OFF AND GUNNING IT DOWN THE STREET HE WOULD TURN OFF THE IGNITION SWITCH AND THEN QUICKLY TURN IT BACK ON. THIS WOULD CAUSE A HUGE BACKFIRE AND SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME.
COULD BE THE REASON HE WAS ALWAYS WORKING ON THE ENGINES. I'M SURE HE WAS BLOWING A HEAD, HEAD GASKET, VALVES OR SOMETHING. REMEMBER HE USED THAT OLD TREE OVER HIS DIRT DRIVEWAY TO HOIST THE ENGINES OUT? DIDN'T YOU USE A TREE IN THE VACANT LOT ALSO?
CLYDE
Hi Clyde
ReplyDeleteDamn, man. What an awesome memory.You,and Nancy and Tom and Jo were the very best nei ghbors...kind,generous,and funny.I visited your dad just before he died. He told me to get my prostate checked yearly. Is your mom still alive? What happened to your cousin Tina who lived with you? I had a big crush on her. I remember when Big Mike organized 'spin the bottle" in a tent in the backyard with Nancy and Tina and me( and who knows who else)...now that was a great new game.
Clyde, I remember your generosity and great sense of humor.Did you inherit your Mom's Studebacker? And did Mike get you to work on sanding his old Corvette?
Clyde, where are you living now? It would be great to see you.
Rob
Can any of you try to set up a blog for us where we can store all these memories? And what about photos or old movies? And can we find the
Fishmans? I think Mary Baroff is still living in her house across from the Martlocks.
Fondly
Robbie
Hi Everyone--a blog would be great. You guys were a few years older than me and only grudgingly was I occasionally allowed to play baseball with you in the lot. And, yes, I think Mary Barof still lives there. I am disappointed every time I go back as the street as deteriorated so much. Alas. And Best is now huge! I was continuallly sent away to 'play with the girls' which was useless on the street.
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Sandi
The Baroffs still live there. I've had lunch recently with their son Alan who sells for an Electrical Distributor and makes it to Ann Arbor every so often. Next door, the Huebners are still there as well, as are the Coopers who live across from where the Martinows used to live. Their youngest son, David bought the house on the corner of Meadowlark and Oak Park Boulevard and lives there now.
ReplyDeleteI have video of when the two Oak trees in front of our neighbor, the Richardsons, fell down in a storm. Lany is in there as are Kathy and Beth Ann Richardson, Alex Cooper and others. I'll try to get it converted and share it with everyone. A real blast from the past!!
Jay
That would be fantastic Does any one remember when the house next to
ReplyDeletethe Kargulas burned the the ground? I think a native American family
lived there. That was a scary night.
wasn't that the house on the 'hill' on the right hand side of the street (as you are looking toward Best)?
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, I had forgotten that it flooded in front of my house. And I loved riding my bike thru it. I think we all had to be in when the street lights went on. "Exploring' all day on our bikes--we could go anywhere and our mom's didn't worry too much.
Remember the food trucks? My kids don't completely believe me when I tell them that we had bakery trucks, fruit/veggie trucks, etc. What other kind of truck did we have?
Sandi
ROB, MY MOTHER PASSED 2 YRS AGO LAST OCT. SHE WAS 89.
ReplyDeleteI HAVEN'T SEEN TINA IN YEARS. NOT SURE WHERE SHE LIVES.
NO I DIDN'T INHERIT MY MOM'S STUDEBAKER BUT MY FIRST CAR WAS A HAND ME DOWN FROM HER WHICH WAS AN OLD DODGE DART. IT HAD A PUSH BUTTON AUTOMATIC TRANSMISSION. THE BUTTONS WERE MOUNTED ON THE LEFT SIDE OF THE DASH.
DON'T REMEMBER HAVING TO SAND MARTLOCK'S VET.
I'M NOW LIVING IN PHENIX CITY, AL. RIGHT ACROSS THE CHATTAHOOCHEE RIVER BORDERING COLUMBUS, GA. I LIVE ABOUT TEN MINUETS FROM NANCY IN GA.
I DON'T REMEMBER THE HOUSE FIRE NEXT TO KARGULA'S BUT I DO REMEMBER A COUPLE OF YOU OLDER BOYS TALKED ME INTO CLIMBING DOWN INTO THE UNFINISHED BASEMENT OF THE NEW RICHARDSON'S HOUSE. I HAD TO JUMP DOWN IN AT ABOUT HALF WAY DOWN. THEN WHEN THE OLDER BOYS CLIMBED OUT, I WAS TOO YOUNG AND SMALL TO CLIMB OUT BY MYSELF AND I COULDN'T GET OUT. MY MOM AND DAD WERE CALLING ME TO COME HOME BUT THEY COULDN'T HEAR ME. THEY CALLED THE COPS AND I WAS FOUND.
I REMEMBER MRS. RICHARDSON WAS A HOT HEAD. I THINK HER AND MRS. DOOLEY GOT INTO IT. ANYBODY REMEMBER WHAT THAT WAS ABOUT?
MRS. RICHARDSON HAD A FRESH HOT POT OF SOUP COOLING ON HER FRONT PORCH. OUR BEAGLE DOG DUKE WENT OVER AND PULLED OUT THE SOUP BONE. MAN WAS SHE MAD. SHE CAME OVER AND WAS YELLING AT MY DAD ABOUT IT, BUT BEING THE DIPLOMAT MY DAD WAS THEY ENDED UP LAUGHING AND ALL I REMEMBER WAS SHE SAID TO MY DAD "I CAN'T BE MAD AT YOU" AND THAT WAS THE END OF THAT.
JAY, I DO REMEMBER THOSE GIANT TREES THAT FELL FROM THE STORM IN FRONT OF THE RICHARDSON'S. I LOVED THOSE TREES. THAT'S WHERE WE PLAYED 4 SQUARE FOREVER UNDER THOSE TREES.
I REMEMBER COLLECTING ALL THOSE BLACK UGLY BEATLES WITH THE HUGE PINCHERS. WE USED TO CHASE EACH OTHER WITH THEM, MAKE THEM FIGHT EACH OTHER AND BLOW THEM UP WITH FIRECRACKERS.
OAK PARK HAD SOME GREAT TREES. BACK IN THE DAY WHEN THEY BUILT SUBDIVISIONS THEY BUILT AROUND THE NICE TREES. NOWADAYS THEY MOW EVERY TREE DOWN BEFORE BUILDING.
MEADOWLARK WAS FULL OF GREAT TREES LIKE THE ANCIENT OAK IN FRONT OF MARTLOCK'S. WE HAD SQUIRRELS EVERYWHERE!
ROB, YOU HAD THOSE BIG COTTON TREES THAT WOULD DROP TONS OF THOSE MESSY COTTON BALL SEEDS. IT TOOK FOREVER TO CLEAN THOSE THINGS UP AND THERE WERE SEVERAL IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD.
ROB, REMEMBER THE METAL WIRE THAT WAS TIED AROUND THAT TREE IN YOUR BACK YARD? THE TREE GREW AROUND IT AND EVENTUALLY DISAPPEARED INTO THE TRUNK.
HOW ABOUT ALL THE GREAT ELM TREES IN THE HOOD. DO YOU ALL REMEMBER THE CITY WOULD COME AROUND AND SPRAY THOSE TREES WITH THE BIG TRUCKS AND HOSE THAT REACHED THE TOPS? THIS WAS TO KILL THE INSECTS THAT KILLS ELM TREES CALLED "DUTCH ELM DISEASE". UNFORTUNATELY 99% ENDED UP DYING IN THE SURROUNDING COUNTIES.
ALSO REMEMBER THE CITY PLANTING MAPLE TREES BETWEEN THE CURB AND SIDEWALK. LOVED TO WATCH THE SEEDS FALL LIKE HELICOPTER BLADES.
WE HAD AN ODD OAK TREE SPECIES WERE THE LEAVES WOULD TURN BROWN HALF WAY THROUGH THE SUMMER AND IT WAS UGLY. MAYBE DISEASED?
ONE TIME DURING A BIG ELECTRICAL STORM WE HAD, I REMEMBER STANDING NEXT TO MY MOM LOOKING OUT THE LIVING ROOM BAY WINDOW WATCHING THIS ELECTRICAL STORM. I TOLD MY MOM I WISH LIGHTNING WOULD HIT OUR UGLY OAK TREE. ABOUT TWO SECONDS AFTER I HAD SAID THAT, A HUGE EXPLOSION OF THUNDER AND A BLINDING LIGHT APPEARED. IT SCARED US SO BAD. I TURNED AND RAN INTO THE KITCHEN, AND DID ANY OF YOU GUYS HAVE ONE OF THOSE KITCHEN METAL EXHAUST FANS THAT VENTED OUT OF THE SIDE WALL? WELL THAT METAL FAN WAS GLOWING ORANGE. MAN, I DIDN'T KNOW WHICH WAY TO RUN NOW. IT GOT HIT BY LIGHTNING AND IT TURNS OUT THE LIGHTNING ALSO HIT THE FISHMAN/HUBNER'S TREE ACROSS THE STREET. IT SPLIT THAT TREE RIGHT DOWN THE MIDDLE. ONE OF THE BRANCHES BROKE THEIR PICTURE WINDOW.
SO NOW I WATCH OUT FOR WHAT I WISH FOR.
CLYDE
Hey guys and gals,
ReplyDeleteRemember the fads?
Yo yo
Hula hoops
Flipping baseball cards
White tee shirts with rolled up sleeves.
Please add to the list?
Rob
MORE FADS:
ReplyDeleteMETAL CLEATS, CUBAN HEELS, POINTED TOES, BLUE EYE SHADOW, RATTED HAIR, CLAM DIGGERS, WHITE SOCKS, NO SOCKS, CORDUROY PANTS, MOLE HAIR SWEATERS, PENNY LOAFERS, SHOE SHINES AT THE BARBER SHOP, CINNAMON TOOTHPICKS, CHERRY COKES, SEN SEN TABS FOR THE TONGUE, SMALL WAX BOTTLES FILLED WITH LIQUID FRUIT DRINK, SISSY BARS AND BANANA SEATS, CARDS OR BALLOONS IN THE SPOKES, HANDLE BAR STRINGERS, JAX, TOWN DRUGS SODA FOUNTAIN, SUIT HATS, CUFF LINGS, TIE PENDANTS, HANDKERCHIEFS, CHERRY BOMBS, LADY FINGERS, BLACK SNAKES. THE LITTLE SHIRT LOOPS ON THE BACK OF SHIRTS THAT KIDS WOULD SNEAK UP BEHIND YOU AND RIP OFF.
THINK OF ANY MORE?
SANDY, I’M REALLY SORRY TO HEAR ABOUT MARGIE PASSING. WE USED TO PLAY TOGETHER.
ReplyDeleteI DO REMEMBER ALL THE FOOD TRUCKS. DOES ANYONE REMEMBER THE GUY WHO USED TO COME AROUND RIDING THAT WEIRD TRI-BIKE AND SHARPENED KNIVES AND SCISSORS? HE HAD A LOUD BELL AND YOU COULD HEAR HIM FROM 2 BLOCKS AWAY. HE HAD A LITTLE MOTOR MOUNTED WITH A GRINDING WHEEL AND SHARPENED THEM BY EYE.
HOW ABOUT THE WHITE UNIFORMED GOOD HUMOR MAN AND TRUCK? LOVED TOASTED ALMOND BARS AND PUSH-UPS.
HAD SOME PEDDLERS THAT WOULD COME AROUND ALSO LIKE THE FULLER BRUSH MAN, ITALIANS WANTING TO FIX THE PORCH BRICK STEPS, A GUY THAT WOULD BONDO RUST HOLES IN CAR FENDERS. WE DID USE THESE GUYS.
THE MILK MAN WOULD LEAVE MILK BOTTLES ON THE SIDE OF THE HOUSE IN THE MILK SHOOT DOOR. AS A KID I REMEMBER CRAWLING INTO THE MILK SHOOT TO GET INTO THE HOUSE WHEN WE GOT LOCKED OUT. HOW ABOUT THE MILK BOTTLES THAT HAD THE PAPER COVERS ON THE TOP THAT YOU HAD TO PEEL OFF. THEN THERE WAS THE LITTLE ROUND CARDBOARD DISK THAT YOU WOULD HAVE TO PULL OFF AND RESEAL THE BOTTLE. I REMEMBER MY DAD DRINKING JUST THE TOP PART WHERE THE CREAM WOULD BE FLOATING. HENCE THE PHRASE “SKIMMING THE TOP”.
THIS IDEA OF THE MEADOWLARK DAYS BLOG GET TOGETHER SURE HAS TRIGGERED SOME GOOD OL MEMORIES.
CLYDE
anyone know how to post pictures on this blog?
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