KT

>
>
>A couple of years ago (so they weren't really THAT young) my kids found the
>turntable and the box of records out in the garage.
>

My 17 yo bought a pair of used turntables for "scratching" the other
night. We had exactly one LP in the house, an album from the 50s of
songs about firemen that we had in the little one's room when it was
done in a firetruck motif. We'd picked that up at a garage sale just
for the cover. We'd never listened to it, because we didn't have a
turntable.

Anyway, we got that album out for him to try, and we were all ooohing
and aaahing over the equipment, putting the fancy expensive needle
cartridges on, etc. When we were kids, we always gently placed the
needle on the record, held the record on its edges, blew the dust off,
etc. Charles and I were appalled at the rough handling of the needles
and the album! We talked about the differences between LPs and CDs
(mostly for the benefit of the 8 yo). We cringed a lot during this
exploration! lol. That little fire truck album was only scratched in
one place, miracle of miracles.

Jon got himself some new albums, I noticed. I guess he'll just have to
find out about those miracles on his own. Considering how many CDs are
scattered on the floor of his bedroom, it won't take long! lol.

Tuck

KT

>
>
>It's Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday (etc. and four times through)
>to the tune of Yankee Doodle.
>
>Four times through is a month.
>
>QUICK and easy.
>

I've been singing that to Will on occasion since the first time I read
you posting about that. About a year ago I realized that he got the
days of the week and didn't need the song anymore. He loves to sing,
but would never sing that song. Hearing me sing it while going
somewhere in the car seemed to help, though.

Tuck

KT

>
>
>Finally, we all piled into the van, stroller and all and drove
>around the neighborhood looking for something that looked familiar to the
>little boy.
>

My mother drove a school bus when I was little (I rode with her a lot).
One morning a little kid who had just moved in got on the bus. My mom
greeted him and asked him which house was his and he pointed to it. She
made a mental note to remember the yellow house in the middle of the block.

That afternoon, she went through all the stops and he was still on the
bus, near tears. He never saw his house, and he didn't know his new
address. She drove him round and round the neighborhood, looking for
the yellow houses, asking "is that it?", "is that your car?" until
finally his worried mother waved her down. She was standing in front of
a white house.

They had painted their new house while he was at school!

Tuck

KT

>
>
>Meghan (whose street has a sign - albeit a little one)
>
My street, Penguin Cove, has a sign, in the yard of the neighbor on the
corner. Their dog pissed on that sign every day for probably the last
10 years, and it finally rusted out, right at the bottom, and fell over.

The city came out and put a new pole and sign out. Now I live on a new
street: Penquin Cove.

:P

The cove one street over has a sign that says Killdee. I was pretty
sure that at some point in the last 50 years the R got left off, and
looking at the old subdivision maps, sho' nuff. Killdeer Cove. :PPP

Tuck

Sharon Rudd

In 1969 I lost a tooth, a sholarship, a quarter's (FSU
was quarter system, then) worth of credits, my temper,
lots of weight and time and money due to the dropped
"r" in a beurocratic typo of my maiden name: Varnedoe.
It was the Department of Eductaion, of course.

Sharon of the Swamp


> >Meghan (whose street has a sign - albeit a little
> one)
> >
> My street, Penguin Cove, has a sign, in the yard of
> the neighbor on the
> corner. Their dog pissed on that sign every day for
> probably the last
> 10 years, and it finally rusted out, right at the
> bottom, and fell over.
>
> The city came out and put a new pole and sign out.
> Now I live on a new
> street: Penquin Cove.
>
> :P
>
> The cove one street over has a sign that says
> Killdee. I was pretty
> sure that at some point in the last 50 years the R
> got left off, and
> looking at the old subdivision maps, sho' nuff.
> Killdeer Cove. :PPP
>
> Tuck
>
>


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Fetteroll

on 6/15/02 11:22 AM, Sharon Rudd at bearspawprint@... wrote:

> In 1969 I lost a tooth, a sholarship, a quarter's (FSU
> was quarter system, then) worth of credits, my temper,
> lots of weight and time and money due to the dropped
> "r" in a beurocratic typo of my maiden name: Varnedoe.
> It was the Department of Eductaion, of course.

Okay, my imagination can conjure up ways a missing r could lose you
everything but the tooth!

Joyce

Sharon Rudd

I had used up all of the money that I had buying the
books that the scholorship was supposed to pay for.
The pain in my mouth was blinding. It couldn't waite
for the typo to be corrected and me to get some $$.
It was only $10 to get the tooth pulled. I couldn't
afford to refill the old-timey filling that had come
out.

Sharon of the Swamp

--- Fetteroll <fetteroll@...> wrote:
> on 6/15/02 11:22 AM, Sharon Rudd at
> bearspawprint@... wrote:
>
> > In 1969 I lost a tooth, a sholarship, a quarter's
> (FSU
> > was quarter system, then) worth of credits, my
> temper,
> > lots of weight and time and money due to the
> dropped
> > "r" in a beurocratic typo of my maiden name:
> Varnedoe.
> > It was the Department of Eductaion, of course.
>
> Okay, my imagination can conjure up ways a missing r
> could lose you
> everything but the tooth!
>
> Joyce
>
>


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