Small Town America, Framingham, a memoir. Travel with me as a 'little detective' trying to make sense of a life few now know. There was a time when some people were afraid to drive a car! When no one wanted a dryer, clothes smelled so good drying out on the line. We had a rag man, milk and bread were delivered, along with coal and ice. The war changed all our lives, before, during and after! Learn so much more, through my eyes way long ago!
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
If I Didn't Care by The Ink Spots (1939)
Want to know what it was like to grow up with the Greatest Generation? Here is what they sang in our little town of Framingham, Mass. Yes, it was a small town once, and in those days, everyone had horsehair furniture.. The standup radio was made of wood and took the place of honor as a tv does today. .Mom and Dad had twin chairs with an ashtray in between, my brother Frank and I had the sofa ( horsehair too!) It itched and tickled, which led to tickling, screaming and of course the eventual spanking!
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