How would you feel, if every morning when you woke up, you didn't know where you were, or who that man was in the bed beside you? When you dared to sneak out of that bed to go into the bathroom and look in the mirror only to see you have aged decades from your last memory. How would you feel if you spent the day learning this man was your husband, Ben, and that every morning for years, he has told you these same facts of your lost life, over and over again, because every night when you go to sleep, you forget? Then one morning you find you have written inside the cover of your journal, "Don't trust Ben".
2. Did any of you have these Junior Classic books in your home when you were growing up? They were either bought with or came with Collier's Encyclopedias.
This is the main look of them. I found this with some Google hunting. They were numbered 1 - 10. My number 10 was an orange book of poetry. The red one was Fairy Tales. Those two must have been my favorites because I do remember the numbers and colors of those two. The others were of History, Adventure, and after that I go blank. I do know I used them a lot for school projects. My set was stored in a finished basement that flooded back in the 80's so I had to toss them. I do know my great plans of saving them for my children to use didn't go that way. They weren't that interested. I think it just shows how much more was available to them than was for us.
3. The other day of thought of a couple of jobs that have long disappeared and were ones that touched my life as a teen. The first is the gas station attendant. Remember that guy? The one that came out and pumped the gas for you and cleaned your window at the same time. It was great fun being a teenage girl, going to get gas at a station that employed that certain guy you thought was pretty cute. I'm sure I got $2 worth of gas often. I would think that it would have been a pretty good job for the guys too. They got to see all those teenage girls that were driving in.
The other job was a telephone operator. Growing up in a suburb of Flint, Michigan, we teens would drive around other "burbs" on Sundays, "cruising"... just hoping we would meet someone far more interesting than the girls or guys from home. I had a girlfriend that had met a cute guy in one of those towns on a Sunday cruise. She later went home and dialed "0" for the operator and asked for the phone number and address of his last name in the small town she had been cruising. That was in the mid 1960s when they would give you that information. The voice of the Operator asked "Dianne, are you chasing boys again?" She was shocked when she heard that familiar voice. It was her telephone operator sister who was at work in Flint. What are the chances of that?
4. I got a new MP3 player for Christmas. I've been going through music to put on it. I sometimes listen to it at night when I'm in bed and can't sleep so all the music I've been choosing has been slow songs and old songs, mostly. I used it once on a plane. I'm not a good flyer so I found it helped my flying jitters. I've had a great time listening to old music in my hunt though, so that is worth it right there.
Do any of you have a random thought to share?