Yep those guys were tough as nails.
Yep those guys were tough as nails.
We had Mr. Tracy for Industrial Arts. Cool guy, but not the one to tick off. One day, he couldn't get us to shut up, so he put a small metal trash can on a work table, pulled out his paddle and swatted the trash can with it. It flew 30 feet across the room, hitting the wall with a bang. We were perfect angels after that.
Forgot to mention my mother's classic line to keep from swearing in front of us kids: GOT-to-be-more-careful.
My Dad use to say "I'll be doggone" instead of "I'll be damned!". Whenever I'd put a shit or undershirt on wrong, my mother say what's wrong with you? Do you have "wrongsaditis"? LOL!
My mother would never use the word "bit*ch" when one of her friends or neighbors upset her, she'd say "that heifer!" LOL!
If I asked my a parents a difficult question which they didn't know the answer to, they'd sometimes say, "God knows and he won't split".
One of our shop teachers was an ex boxer,we thought that he was still punch drunk but we couldn't prove it,except that whenever the bell rang he would start-shadow boxing..needless to say that nobody got near that dude when the bell rang!
You know what? Overall I loved my teachers [[except Mrs. Gregory my Kindergarten teacher). They were generally good people that were severely under paid, but did a great job as far as I am concerned.
God bless em all.
Whenever my baby brother were especially ornery, Mom: " Keep it up! Imma send you to military school!"
Whenever I'd interrupt my father to ask for money while he was working on something in the garage or watching one of his programs, he'd go "If you don't get out of Dodge...." LOL!!!
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...yep,marv where did our youth go???
I too have the gift of long memory,and at this stage of life i use it more and more to get me through.
"Thanks for the memories. "
Let's flip it. This is what I've said to
my own kids - 'If you think you know more than Dad, you can leave now!'
I told one of my kids that years ago...she's still here-i shoulda kept my mouth shut,hehehe!!
Mom: "You want to wait until senior year of high school to cut class??!! Okay. Then here's what you do - since you want to jeopardize getting your diploma and walking with your class. You can leave NOW!
Remember asking mom for a favorite toy for christmas?and her reply-we'll see...you didn't bug her about it either!
"Uhh. Is the grass gonna cut itself?" "Gonna do something about that BO?" "Have you had a BM today?" Jer, Marv, I think you guys KNOW what the last two are about! And my doppleganger, "NativeNuYorker!! It's a NY mom thing.
Bump: My mom told us about one of her college professors who, during a lecture, told the class, "If you have any questions about any passages in the text, just put a little asterkis [sic] by it and see me." He kept repeating it. My mom deadpanned, "I thought, 'I'll give you MY asterkis if you don't learn how to pronounce 'asterisk.'"
My mother [RIP Mom] won a contest on the radio. It was 2 tickets to see Yanni in Pittsburgh. So she told me & all the neighbors that she won 2 tickets to see Yoda.
Lost my Pop almost a year ago and I miss him more than ever. He was deep into playing the Dozens with everybody that he came into contact with and one of his favorite opening lines when he saw somebody that he hadn't seen for awhile was to ask them "When did you get out?".
My cousin Guy's adult son stopped by a couple of years ago to see the folks and when Dad broke out his rude "hello", the response was "Oh, I've been out for a couple of months, now."
Hey jerry, isn't it amazing that when we were small it was-daddy but when we grew up it became[pop]which is what my adult kids call me.
Dad, Daddy, Pop, Pops, Papa... About the only one that I never used was "father", which was always way too formal for our family. I almost choked on my soda when my oldest brother visited from Lost Wages about 20 years ago and his kids were referring to him and his wife as "father" and "mother".
When I was on a bus today, I saw a child demand of his mother "I want to get off NOW". That reminded me that my dad would have replied "What you want and what you get are two different things."
Bump: Not her direct quote, but my mom owned a decorative pillow on which was embroidered, “Whoever said that money doesn’t buy happiness obviously doesn’t know where to shop.”
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