Wednesday, October 01, 2008

Long ago and far away.

Mort of Octogenerian said this:

"The current financial crisis, generating fears that the U.S. faces a serious depression, has triggered my memories of the Great Depression of the 1930s."


This got me thinking about those times in the 1930's

I was born in December of 1929, the year the stock market crashed. We lived in a small college town in the south which did not seem to be greatly affected by the depression. I remember my Mother telling me about families who had to come begging for food and clothing. She always gave them something and my brothers gave them some good clothing of their own. My Father died in 1939 when I was 9 years, Our hard times began then since my Mother was left with no insurance and no income. When WW2 started and my 3 brothers went into the service we got small allotments from each of them. I never really felt poor because during the War since everyone had to do without. Even shoes were rationed so the fact that I had only one pair of shoes for three years in high school was no big deal.

We had to save up to buy any and everything before the advent of credit cards. At first there were store credit cards and then the advent of credit cards in the 1950's . My husband got his first American Express Card in 1958, the first year they were issued so he is a charter member.

There was layaway in the stores. You could pick out a dress, coat or anything and the store would "lay it away" or hold it until you paid the full purchase price. A few dollars a week.

I also never had a bicycle, just roller skates which I would use until the metal wheels were worn down to the bearings. Then my brothers would take the skate wheels and make a scooter with scrap wood.

We played "Kick The Can" in the street. Jump rope, HopScotch, flew homemade kites and made swings from old tires and ropes. Another favorite game was marbles played outside in the dirt.

An ice cream cone was a real treat. We never kept ice cream at home No freezer.For a long time just an ice box. So we walked to the drug store and bought a yummy cone. The same for candy bars.

I sat outside at night with my mixed breed dog and gazed up at the clear night sky. Filled with stars. No pollution. Not many cars.I chased after fireflies and put them in a jar with holes punched in the lid. Took them inside for a magic lantern in the house.

We walked most everywhere. Only once do I remember being driven to school. Walked downtown to the picture show. Walked to the city swimming pool in the summer. Walked to friends' houses.

Long ago and far away. Despite hardship, I had a happy childhood because I knew I was loved.

Many of you did not live through the 1930, but you all were once children. Want to share a memory?

7 comments:

homeinarizona said...

Thanks for that. We are of the same vintage though my father was in the newspaper business in Kentucky and we didn't feel the pinch as deeply.
Roger

Ginnie said...

I was born 4 years after you but I can remember quite a bit about that time and the rest has been told to me by my sisters. My dad sold a very large (and well loved) stamp collection to keep us in food and my mother took in wash and sewing.
Thanks for the memories......

kenju said...

I was born in 1940, so I never really experienced any of the depression. My parents never had much money, but I didn't realize that when I was young. We always had good food, and there were always a few coins for the movies. I played the same games, rode my bike (or skates) everywhere that I couldn't walk. I'd venture to say that when I was age 6-15, I probably walked 2-3 miles per day; either going somewhere to play or just getting to and from school. We were all healthier then!!

Darlene said...

I was born in 1925 so the Depression was very real to me. I could write pages on it (and have) but one thing that always sticks with me was the number of can openers in the kitchen drawer. Many men became door-to-door salesmen trying to eke out a living. My grandmother never turned one down; thus the many can openers.

Anonymous said...

Although I am 9 years younger than you, most of the memories that you write about agree with my memories of childhood. Fortunately, by the time I was in high school, shoes were no longer rationed. I didn't get a lot of shoes in high school, but the ones I had were constantly being re-heeled or re-soled from the wear of walking to and from school.
We ate a lot of beans, a lot of Irish potatoes, and a lot of home-grown/canned produce. The first can opener that I recall was a butcher knife. I still open a can with a butcher knife, in a pinch!
Cop Car

Suzz said...

What great memories, many of which I share. I too walked or biked all over the neighborhood. After the kid's Saturday movie matinee (Cisco Kid, Lone Ranger, Roy Rogers – waaaay before TV), we girlfriends rode the bus to "town" on Saturday afternoons to shop at Kresses or Woolworths for such necessary items as Evening in Paris perfume in the blue bottle!

Anonymous said...

My parents lived through the depression. My dad is gone now but Mom still remembers. I think the most lasting effect of those days has been that it has kept her frugal all these years.. not such a bad thing, that is for sure.