My next memory is one that always makes my kids laugh at me. I don't know how old I was, but probably 3 or 4 years old. I remember standing out under the cottonwood trees playing. I found this rock about the size of a grapefruit. I decided to just give it a toss up in the air. I did and it fell back right on top of my head. Oh what a headache!
Back in those days we did not visit our neighbors very much, so if I played it was with my brother.
Money was in short supply and so were toys. If we had any toys they were homemade. We made every type of toy you could think of. Trucks, cars, bulldozers, airplanes, we made them all. I used to spend a lot of time playing by myself down behind the chicken house. I still remember to this day of playing down there and my mother calling out, "Jamie!" I would answer her and she would say, "I just wondered where you were." Wouldn't it be great if more mothers wanted to keep track of their kids? My mother was always protective of her children.
I remember grandpa and grandma Ogle living with us about this time. They lived with us off and on for several years. We even fixed them up their own little house to live in. We set it behind our house. I have very pleasant memories of my grandparents living with us. They never came to our house without bringing us some candy. Candy was a rare thing those days.
I remember about this time something that happened to me. I did something wrong and my mother came after me with a rose bush switch. I decided I would not let her spank me, so I took off running. I could outrun my mother in those days. I took off out toward the pasture. My grandpa was working on some equipment by where I was running. He said he thought that I was coming to see him, but I "passed him like a dream." I kept running until I scared up a jack rabbit. The rabbit scared me more than my mother did so I turned back to her. I should have taken the spanking and not run. It was twice as bad after she caught me.
My mother had an unusual way of punishing her children. She always made us go out and cut a switch off the rose bushes. I thought I would be smart and just cut a little one. She would send me back until I got the right sized switch, then she would use it real good.
I used to fight with my brothers a lot. I would always get in trouble for it. My mother was always fair. She always whipped all of us equal. We were so ornery it's a wonder that our rose bushes ever survived.
Back in those days we did not visit our neighbors very much, so if I played it was with my brother.
Money was in short supply and so were toys. If we had any toys they were homemade. We made every type of toy you could think of. Trucks, cars, bulldozers, airplanes, we made them all. I used to spend a lot of time playing by myself down behind the chicken house. I still remember to this day of playing down there and my mother calling out, "Jamie!" I would answer her and she would say, "I just wondered where you were." Wouldn't it be great if more mothers wanted to keep track of their kids? My mother was always protective of her children.I remember grandpa and grandma Ogle living with us about this time. They lived with us off and on for several years. We even fixed them up their own little house to live in. We set it behind our house. I have very pleasant memories of my grandparents living with us. They never came to our house without bringing us some candy. Candy was a rare thing those days.
I remember about this time something that happened to me. I did something wrong and my mother came after me with a rose bush switch. I decided I would not let her spank me, so I took off running. I could outrun my mother in those days. I took off out toward the pasture. My grandpa was working on some equipment by where I was running. He said he thought that I was coming to see him, but I "passed him like a dream." I kept running until I scared up a jack rabbit. The rabbit scared me more than my mother did so I turned back to her. I should have taken the spanking and not run. It was twice as bad after she caught me.
My mother had an unusual way of punishing her children. She always made us go out and cut a switch off the rose bushes. I thought I would be smart and just cut a little one. She would send me back until I got the right sized switch, then she would use it real good.
I used to fight with my brothers a lot. I would always get in trouble for it. My mother was always fair. She always whipped all of us equal. We were so ornery it's a wonder that our rose bushes ever survived.
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Grandma's name was what? Is that a typo?
Do you mean "Ogle"? That was my grandma Kear's maiden name, indeed. My great-grandparents were Ogles. Martha and Leander Ogle. The Ogles are an old English/Scottish family.
LOL! I think every kid has tried to out smart mom by getting that really really small switch and getting twice the spanking because of it!
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