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Clod    Posted 07-24-2004 at 19:59:09       [Reply]  [No Email]
They often talked rather than turn on some radio. But old folks were often as entertaining as the radio. Houses for most were smaller so there was bed time stories..My dad told bear stories which he made up as he told them.He was better than TV stories today. I remember the wood heaters which was more appreciated than central heat today.We put peanuts on them to roast and made clay balls to hunt birds with in our slingshots.My daddy would take an apple box and make a bird trap for winter. It was like a jail so when it felol over the bird we could go see it.In the winter a bunch of pretty birds came through.Today the watching is front of a TV,.

Vic in Kenefick    Posted 07-25-2004 at 03:42:18       [Reply]  [No Email]
Guess I was and still am lucky to have both parents and them still be together. Even had both sets of grandparents until I was about 3o something when I lost the last one. We grew up poor to but I never new that until I was 23 and got home from the Army. I remember Pops made us kids a box trap but you could not see inside it real well and we managed to trap a skunk in there once but also got some rabbits, opossums and sometimes a racoon too. We used it until it was worn out. For stories we had FINGATORS those were the worst of our fears. I still look for them sometimes........HAHAHA.....those were the days.

Like the old joke goes we had drug problems too back then....we were drug to church and drug to school and drug to go visit kinfolks and on and on.

~Lenore    Posted 07-24-2004 at 20:06:22       [Reply]  [No Email]
I was under an under priviledged kid, I did not have a daddy at home.
So I was fascinated by the other kids' dads.
I remember front porch stories at dusk.
Donald's dad told good stories of Loupgaru's.
Scary sorta supernatural crittiers in south Louisiana. Even though Donald just lived three houses over from me, I would run home terrified a Loupgaru' would get me before I made it to my porch!

Donna from Mo    Posted 07-24-2004 at 20:30:40       [Reply]  [No Email]
I remember listening to Joe Louis fights on the radio, sitting on the front porch with Daddy and Mamma.

Clod    Posted 07-24-2004 at 20:13:21       [Reply]  [No Email]
>>>>>>Loupgaru' would get me before I made it to my porch!
<<<<<<<<<<<< In Texas we were never afraid of those things,,We didnt know of them.>> Loupgaru'<< I'm still not afraid of one yet. WHAT ARE THEY???????????????

RN    Posted 07-24-2004 at 21:39:35       [Reply]  [No Email]
Loupgaru? Cajun/french term= werwolf. RN.

~Lenore    Posted 07-24-2004 at 20:18:13       [Reply]  [No Email]
They are scary things!
They are all over south east Louisiana.
I know they are actually loup garous but when I was little it actually was called "rougarous"

DigitalMat    Posted 07-24-2004 at 20:36:50       [Reply]  [No Email]
My grandfather told us stories about the Honicaforkus and the Galleywhompus. Anybody every heard of these particular monsters used to scare children with? I always had the idea he made them up.

deadcarp    Posted 07-25-2004 at 06:18:04       [Reply]  [No Email]
I've heard of galleywampus and snow snakes - like one comedian said - "You don't need to describe monsters to kids - they already know them". I didn't have real monsters but for awhile when the lights went out, my room would be flooded right up to the edge of the bed. And it was pitch dark. If i even dangled a hand over, it would get wet and i'd be terrified. So to go potty in the kitchen, i'd have to stand on my bed and swing a leg over into the hallway for that first step, then reverse the procedure to get safely back. I musta been pretty good too, never once got a wet foot. :)

Clod    Posted 07-24-2004 at 20:44:36       [Reply]  [No Email]
Yes,,DM..Gulleywampers is in Texas because my daddy used to talk of those. Its amazing how the monster can travel across the USA and not need a bus ticket.Also he missed Louisiana too. It must have been fear of the Lopagurus there.

Les    Posted 07-24-2004 at 20:04:14       [Reply]  [No Email]
Sunday nights we used to listen to Gunsmoke. Maybe Our Miss Brooks or The Great Gildersleeve was on. I liked Jack Benny and Amos and Andy, too. Dad's favorite was Fibber McGee and Molly.
Sundays in the winter were for cocoa and popcorn popped on the stove, sometimes wood and sometimes gas, in one of them old wire screen basket poppers. Then pour the melted butter over it.

Clod    Posted 07-24-2004 at 20:10:19       [Reply]  [No Email]
Those educated fools speak of spending quality time together..They likely never knew what quality time really was. I remember the ice cream making. the best country foods with all things made from the farms. my uncles always had those yellow handled Case knives to skin animals.

old lars    Posted 07-24-2004 at 20:47:57       [Reply]  [No Email]
when i was a kid i sorta went thru what lenore did,grew up mostly with my grandma an the am radio was all we had perty much when i wasnt livin on the farm up north,we would listen ta that an make apple turnovers in ta coal stove,big ol black iron beast that it was but in ta winter it threw alot of heat and sometimes we would use the kerosean standup but not often,to us the war was on an that meant rationing to us for the effort.eyep i remember the old radio shows but what i miss most was the old king biscuit+flour radio blues show that would come on and dick tracy along with the shadow.we never did get a tv till 1969 or 70 and then we watched the old shows on the weekend for a cupple hours at most,i cant remember but even then it was 2 stations on it was what we could get at the time an we didnt watch it very often either.the highlite of the week was when her sisters n my cousins and uncles would come over,then the women spoked the old country language an us kids would kinda get the drift of what they was talkin bout and we listened to the war stories from our uncles and gettin assured we wouldnt get bombed by the rooskies,we had air raid drills in school then,it had all us kids scared an we wondered when some of our famly was comin home from the war alot,she were born on the boat comin here in 1904 and a nurse all her life and worked teh ink factory as a 2nd job,they was work then to be had an most the men were gone a fightin ,she come from a family of 14 an she took care of em all,in the end they all had done real well in life and forgot us completely,it was just me takin care of her up till she passed on and we made do with what we had often just talkin or playin cards when wasnt workin.i still miss her alot an think of them days,we may have been dirt poor but we had it all in life as fars im concernt.i had a yeller handled case trapper once a friend gave me an i never knew what happened to it come to think but it was one the best pocket knifes i did ever own,she took a razor sharp edge to boot.most the stuff i had as a kid was my cousins hand me down fish knives or teh old german field knife one my uncles brought back home an gave me along with a luger pistol when i was old nuff to know what i was doing and a full clip,i still have one of the iron crosses i got safley tucked away,the city was bad then and we lived on the bad part of the tracks so i toldem i'd do my best and damned if iffn i did too,dang step dad got wind of them an swiped em both,never did gettem back,fun was lookin in ta family bible at our roots and learnin who was who in the pictures,big old thick one with all ta names in it,then wede look at the old pictures,the old war medals n stuff in her hope chest,fun was comin home with a stringer of fish she would salt an put up high for teh winter useage an a big dinner when we was done doin the fish.somehow that old chest held alot of hope,i guess now in some ways hope is bout all i can say any of us have in this day an age that things will get better good lord willin in this world.we didnt have much but we did have fun.

JB    Posted 07-24-2004 at 21:09:52       [Reply]  [No Email]
Surely do enjoy your posts, old lars! Wish we were neighbors!

Lenore, I know Loup garous! Learned all about them in the ole Lon Chaney Jr Werewolf shows! My sister was 5 years older, and sure as I had to go down the little backyard path after dark, she would whisper, so only I heard, "Loup Garou!" and I turned into a mess of quivvering jelley! I suspect that the reason good sized country kids were such frequent bed wetters was because we all knew the dark path was lined with werewolves, mummies, Frankenstein monsters, and the bad guys from radio's Inner Sanctum Mystery!

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