Sitting on the front steps on a starry night with my first dog, Mickey. A brown and white terrier mix and my best friend.
We look up at the sky and find the Big and Little Dippers and the Milky Way. The crescent moon shines brightly.
The night is quiet and still. Clean fresh air. No traffic on Grady Avenue. Cars are scarce in Athens Georgia in 1938
On my legs I felt the cool, scratchy concrete of the front steps. I wear mostly plain little summer dresses. White cotton panties. No girls wear long pants. Just not proper. Maybe a pair of blue denim overalls for play.
The lightening bugs flitt by. Another night time I would have caught the fireflies, washed my smelly hands, and kept the glass jar filled with bugs to light my bedside until morning. Tonight is for star gazing with my dog.
Then,
My Mother calls from the front porch breaking the spell of silence.
" Come on in now. Time for Fibber McGee and Molly. And afterwards we can walk to the drug store for an ice cream cone"
I go in.
Mickey yawns and sets out to canvas the neighborhood for his doggie friends.
"Gotta check out the street for new, exotic smells and sounds."
"Goodnight Stars. Goodnight Sky. Goodnight Moon"
6 comments:
Those simple days were wonderful. I loved catching lightening bugs in a jar and then (after I had a bunch) letting them all go at once.
Better than fireworks.
Such a gentle, undemanding world then. No child would sit on the step now, even if they were allowed.
I remember. It was such a different time.
What a lovely memory!!!!!!
Some good, sweet memories there, Chancy. They resemble mine, but a few years later.
This was a nice little walk down memory lane Janet....I loved it.
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