tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4683035672152916229.post3563895897032455754..comments2024-03-28T19:36:48.170-04:00Comments on CJ & Ink: Throwback Thursday - The NotebooksCJ Kennedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14931779747826558608noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4683035672152916229.post-75331195583732576622017-05-16T19:44:04.803-04:002017-05-16T19:44:04.803-04:00That would be horrible to die, from falling down t...That would be horrible to die, from falling down the stairs! <br />I don't think I would want to get hit on the head with rocks! LOL!Magic Love Crowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14133368208464734546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4683035672152916229.post-23571785056427398822017-05-11T22:44:14.722-04:002017-05-11T22:44:14.722-04:00And people say there's a generation gap. (-;And people say there's a generation gap. (-;CJ Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14931779747826558608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4683035672152916229.post-86178045398134121142017-05-11T22:42:21.354-04:002017-05-11T22:42:21.354-04:00Couldn't find anything in the traditional gift...Couldn't find anything in the traditional gift list. First year, paper. second year, cotton...Nothing listed for dirt.CJ Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14931779747826558608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4683035672152916229.post-14065470157025005432017-05-11T15:54:40.544-04:002017-05-11T15:54:40.544-04:00CJ; I'm sorry; I have to laugh as some things ...CJ; I'm sorry; I have to laugh as some things never change throughout the generations; regardless of where one lives ...this post reminds me of my childhood when we would push the kids from the public school off the side walk; we went to catholic school and everyone walked home....the public school kids going east and us west, and no one was about to walk in the grass....we cheered when we would see them running across the street to avoid a shoving match...my brother and his "friends" used to throw dirt clods at one another; whoever the "enemy of the day" happened to be; our street ran parallel with a farm field and dirt clods were to be had for the taking !! ♥♥♥da tabbies o trout townehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08716543768517442543noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4683035672152916229.post-45954813598393635852017-05-11T10:58:59.733-04:002017-05-11T10:58:59.733-04:00Apparently back in the day, it was a big thing to ...Apparently back in the day, it was a big thing to buy adjacent cemetery plots. My (paternal) grandparents bought my parents two plots for their anniversary one year....my mother was NOT amused. :-/robin cox walshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16036760466156241921noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4683035672152916229.post-17347745555895555932017-05-11T09:11:45.427-04:002017-05-11T09:11:45.427-04:00I think growing up during The Depression was tough...I think growing up during The Depression was tough on everyone.CJ Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14931779747826558608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4683035672152916229.post-67763812302266491822017-05-11T04:49:47.751-04:002017-05-11T04:49:47.751-04:00It sounds like it was hard growing up in your Dad&...It sounds like it was hard growing up in your Dad's neighborhood. I can only imagine the memories he invokes each time you read these diaries.Bleubeard and Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10149710375520733752noreply@blogger.com