Re: THE LAY OF THE ROWING BENCH
Group: rec.woodworking Date: Tue, Jul 19, 2005, 2:00am (EDT-1) From:
email@example.com (Patriarch) doth say:
We rode in uncomfortable vehicles, sang nonsense songs, and seemed to
travel forever, and never get very far.
Times were good, though. And forty five years later, we know most of the
words to most of the songs. So do our kids.
Ah yes, good times. I had some of those too. The good times part
about some of them is, the fact that they are over . Others would be
worth living thru, some several times, others just once or twice. Some
of them are just good memories, that involved a lot of hard work at the
time, and while they are treasured memories, and I would not want to
forget them, I sure wouldn't want to live them over again.
Some of those not to be forgotten memories, that I would hate to
relive, are: Helping to mow hay using horses, gethering the same hay
using horses, then putting it up in the barn. Combining wheat, with a
belt driven combine, and a stationary tractor. Bagging wheat by hand.
Cutting corn, and shocking it by hand. Then shelling the same corn by
hand. Separating cream from butter with a hand cranked separater. Then
hand churning butter from the cream. Outdoor outhouses - used until I
was in the 7th grade, and we moved into a house with indoor plumbing -
ah, luxury, especially on a cold winter day. There's more, but that
will do for now.
Good manners started to happen as soon as all the mammoths were killed
off and there was no piece of food big enough for everyone to eat at the
- Nanny Ogg