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Snacks as a kid

  What was something you liked to eat as a snack after school? In the fall, Dad bought apples.  I think he said that a bushel of apples was $3.00.  ($20/peck in Chicagoland 40 years later) He traveled through apple country on his way to Wayland from Maynard and he’d buy a bushel of apples often (not quite weekly?)  A bushel is a lot of apples.   Hungry?  Eat an apple.  Thirsty?  First drink a “Turkey” glass of water.  The Turkey glass was enormous - 24 oz?  Then you can have a glass of Tang.   We had saltine crackers with  butter (margarine, we didn’t start eating butter again until Winnie joined the family.  Butter was too expensive).   Once in a while, someone would buy twinkies for snacks.  They come 10 to pack.  4 kids, 2 days of lunches. 2 “extra,”  The extra never made it very far. I remember Winnie made chocolate chip cookies to take camping one year and hid them in the cold oven in a plastic bowl so no one would eat them.  For some reason someone pre-heated the oven in the morn

Mary Stories

From: Mary  You got me thinking.  My mother said that I remind her of her mother.  She was small - on the petite size and could be feisty.  She loved to cook and bake apple pies.   The neighbors next store had a Green Granny Apple tree and the branches on Grandma side of the fence provided her with plenty of  apples for pie and applesauce.  Back in those days Grandma had a  wringer washer machine.  First the hot water had to be heated by coal furnice. The laundry was soaked hot soapy water and put the wringer by hand.  Then the laundry had to be hung out clothes lines in the back yard and propped up with wooden sticks.  Grandpa like to help hang the laundry after he retired.  It was a all day job.  Grandma had a old Singer sewing machine in the kitchen. One Thanksgiving the pumpkin pies were placed on sewing machine and covered with dish clothes.  I did not know the pies were there and put my hands down on the pies and started mushing them up!  When I lifted up the dish towels I felt s

Fishing in Alaska

 My buddy Mike documented our Alaska history 30 years ago and then modernized it with annotations last fall. https://mikenmitch.wordpress. com/2022/11/15/one-summer-in- alaska/ https://mikenmitch.wordpress. com/2022/11/16/living-in-a- closet/ https://mikenmitch.wordpress. com/2022/11/17/lets-go-get-em/ https://mikenmitch.wordpress. com/2022/11/21/destined-for- the-sea/ https://mikenmitch.wordpress. com/2022/11/23/imposter- syndrome/ https://mikenmitch.wordpress. com/2022/11/28/im-just-here- to-observe-the-fish/ https://mikenmitch.wordpress. com/2022/11/30/staying-the- course/ https://mikenmitch.wordpress. com/2022/12/05/alaska-days-14- 15/ https://mikenmitch.wordpress. com/2022/12/06/weve-survived/ https://mikenmitch.wordpress. com/2022/12/08/mal-de- debarquement/ https://mikenmitch.wordpress. com/2022/12/12/one-summer-in- alaska-epilogue/