I know it's closing in on November, but here in Central Florida today it finally felt like Autumn.
October felt like Summer as did September, but today was a refreshing change. I'm sure we will get a few more Summer-like days.
Our State legislature had passed the Daylight Savings Bill which is supposed to keep our state on year-round Daylight Savings time but it never did get approved by the Federal government, so for this season we remain with the rest of the country and fall back one hour in November.
I think I'm okay with that since staying on DST would mean a lot of things being disrupted. For instance airline flights would be out of sync with arrivals and departures. Network TV program times would be different. The most important event would be the school age children going to school in the pitch dark. Being closer to the Gulf Coast means sunrise is usually a little later than the East Coast.
That would be downright scary for any youngsters that walk to school or walk a ways to catch their bus, and there are children in that situation.
So we will once again have to turn all the clocks (except for the ones that are smart enough to turn themselves) ahead. So what's the big deal it's not like we haven't done it twice a year forever.
I hope everyone enjoys the change in season no matter where you live. Think pumpkin pie, apple cider, the smell of burning leaves. Oh, I forgot we're not supposed to burn them anymore. Well, have fun raking them anyway.
Don't forget the Harvest Moon will be making an appearance. Always an awesome sight.
Sunday, October 21, 2018
Saturday, October 6, 2018
Memories
A member of our family passed away this past week. The news brought to mind so many memories.
One of them was of family reunions. Do families still have them?
We would wait patiently for the appointed day to arrive. My mother would spend days preparing the food, which always was shared with the other family members.
If the event was held at a park we would spend the day catching up and playing with our cousins. If we were lucky there was a pool and we were able to swim.
I also thought about a family get together in my parent's backyard.
It actually was a clambake. Our fathers brought large burlap sacks full of clams and scrub the sand out of them. That was way back when the price of clams was minimal compared to today.
Then a wood fire was built in the outdoor fire place and the clams were steamed in large pots of boiling water.
There was also sweet corn, with the husks still attached, roasted on top of the iron grates in between burlap bags that were kept moist with water.
The side dishes were homemade potato salad, coleslaw, pickled eggs and numerous other goodies and of course desserts of all kind.The liquid refreshment was usually beer on tap for the grown ups and soda or Kool-Aid for us kids. Our Moms usually found their way into the house for Whiskey Sours, on the pretense of cleaning up and doing dishes.
There was always a clam eating contest between my Dad and Aunt Ethel. Most years it ended in a tie, after which the bicarbonate of soda was passed around.
After the food was consumed and the tables cleared. The cards were brought out and the card game ensued. Needless to say it sometimes got a bit loud and noisy.
We, the younger generation played Bean Bag Toss, or Hide and Seek.
Those were good times and warm memories. No interruptions from cell phones.
It has occurred to me that my generation is now the older one. Our parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles have all passed on, as have some cousins like this past week.
Remember your good times and cherish the memories.
Rest in peace, Warren.
One of them was of family reunions. Do families still have them?
We would wait patiently for the appointed day to arrive. My mother would spend days preparing the food, which always was shared with the other family members.
If the event was held at a park we would spend the day catching up and playing with our cousins. If we were lucky there was a pool and we were able to swim.
I also thought about a family get together in my parent's backyard.
It actually was a clambake. Our fathers brought large burlap sacks full of clams and scrub the sand out of them. That was way back when the price of clams was minimal compared to today.
Then a wood fire was built in the outdoor fire place and the clams were steamed in large pots of boiling water.
There was also sweet corn, with the husks still attached, roasted on top of the iron grates in between burlap bags that were kept moist with water.
The side dishes were homemade potato salad, coleslaw, pickled eggs and numerous other goodies and of course desserts of all kind.The liquid refreshment was usually beer on tap for the grown ups and soda or Kool-Aid for us kids. Our Moms usually found their way into the house for Whiskey Sours, on the pretense of cleaning up and doing dishes.
There was always a clam eating contest between my Dad and Aunt Ethel. Most years it ended in a tie, after which the bicarbonate of soda was passed around.
After the food was consumed and the tables cleared. The cards were brought out and the card game ensued. Needless to say it sometimes got a bit loud and noisy.
We, the younger generation played Bean Bag Toss, or Hide and Seek.
Those were good times and warm memories. No interruptions from cell phones.
It has occurred to me that my generation is now the older one. Our parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles have all passed on, as have some cousins like this past week.
Remember your good times and cherish the memories.
Rest in peace, Warren.
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