It's that time of the year....

It's that time of the year....
Showing posts with label Carnival. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Carnival. Show all posts

Thursday, January 19, 2012

A blast from the past…

but first I will remind you that it is 61 days till Spring.  It kind of does my heart good to see the Northwest being hit with a lot of snow.  I feel a little bit bad saying that, but what the heck, I like to share the wealth and if I think it will make others happy, why they can have all of the snow that we usually get.  It is snowing here right now and the temp is 16 degrees.

I have laundry in the washer and dryer so my day is moving along at a pretty good pace.

One of my newer blogging friends, http://leaveittodavis.blogspot.com/, had a very good post this morning titled Jocko.  (about a stuffed toy her brother won at a carnival many years ago)  This brought back memories of carnivals and when I was young.  I had 4 sisters, the two older sisters being much older than the rest of us girls.  That left Ebby, Rae and me (or is it I?).  We grew up in a small town in Western Illinois.  Our family was poor as there were 8 of us kids, 5 girls and 3 brothers.  The carnival came to this small town 2 or 3 times each summer.  I think they knew a bunch of suckers when they saw them, that is why they kept coming back.  The carnival lot was about 3 or 4 blocks from where we lived.  Ebby, Rae and I would tell mom we were going for a walk and then we would go to the carnival and slip under the fence to get on the grounds without paying an admission fee which was charged at the gate.  This was nighttime and I shudder to think of kids our age being out alone at night in this day.  Rae and I did fine slipping under the fence but our sis Ebby who was 3 years older than I (or is it me?) hurt her knee and she had pain with it until the day she died. 

Anyway, once inside the carnival grounds we we would stand enthralled by the hawkers http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hawker_(trade) selling the bottles of stuff that was touted to cure everything.  I know now that it was probably 50% alcohol and that it why the customers kept coming back.  It sold for $1 a bottle which was a very steep price in those days.  My dad was not a customer as he was very much against alcohol use in any form.  I don’t recall seeing him ever go to the carnival.  If I am wrong I feel sure that Rae will correct me as she has a better memory than I do.  LOL  Remember that I told you all in a previous blog that I have a selective memory which comes in handy at times and at other times is just a pain in the wazoo.

Well, we three girls had lots of adventures when we were young and we lived to tell the tale.

If anyone reading this doesn’t have any snow, I wish you had mine.  Stay safe and be happy!!

Beth