Teachers that Influenced Me Negatively

In school you can be influence both negatively and positively by teachers.  ..... In the new school, one day for a spelling test we had the word, "Of".  Now you would think that word would be pronounced the same most places here in the united states.  The teacher pronounced it nearly identical to the word "Off".  I could not distinguish the difference between how she was pronouncing the two words. Both 'Off' and 'Of' sounded the same because she didn't sound like a "Texan".

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War and Romance

The 1940's began with hopefulness washing across the land. The "Great Depression,” under the assault of eight years of government welfare programs launched by America’s first socialistic president, while still alive and well was loosening its grip.   More men were working and most children were going to bed with food in...
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Bethune Cookman

The following titles are placemarks for recorded stories that will be added in the near future:  Mrs Turner Morning Song Away From Home Dr Bethune
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If Only I Was Educated

We were a blue collar family through and through. From my great grandfather who was a logger in Nova Scotia to my Grandfather and then my father, who both farmed to live

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One Goat Too Many!

  This is not the best way to get rid of a goat!
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My First "Real" Car

My First "Real" Car
Growing up in the country on a farm, I had driven tractors and trucks ever since I was knee-high to a grasshopper.  In fact, I don't recall when I didn't drive.  My first "real" car--even though it belonged to the family, was a two-toned Bel Air Chevrolet.  The body was a...
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December 7, 1941

We were driving home, having spent the day enjoying a belated Thanksgiving holiday in Tulsa with my oldest brother, Robert, and his family.  The tires on Dad’s 1935 Dodge droned in harmony with its engine as it moved along at the stately, safe, 50 miles an hour Dad always chose.  Other...
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My first car

My first car
At about the age of four, when we lived at 1728 Engle Avenue, Norfolk County, Virginia (now the City of Chesapeake), I would walk to the end of the road closest to Military Highway and wait for Daddy to come home from work. At that corner was a little convenience grocery...
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Ford Won

Ford Won
When “the war” ended and after the wild celebrations ended, Americans released the breath they had been holding for four long years with an almost audible sigh.    Peace, prosperity, and an end to rationing came almost immediately.   No more denial.   Consumers were like sharks circling a chumming boat waiting for factories...
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My First Car

When I was a teen, I didn't even own a bicycle let alone a car. I had to borrow my younger sister's bicyle and that wasn't an easy thing to do. It was attached to her hip!  I was twenty years old when I first learned to drive. I was married...
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How I Got My "Whizzer."

How I Got My "Whizzer."
One of the better jobs was delivering the Tulsa Daily Tribune to its subscribers in Caney.  Being a paperboy meant “being your own boss” and “making however much money you wanted to make” – or so the “recruiter” said when he was looking for a new paperboy.  Like many good build...
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Col. Lamb Didn't Bleat; He Roared

There was a lot of coming and going of employees in Caney’s cafes, but the line between “boy jobs" and "girl jobs" was clear and bright.  Boys washed dishes or cooked.   I was too young to be a cook, so I became a dishwasher in “Chet’s Café” on Fourth Street.  If...
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A Railroad Ran Through It

Caney was located at the crossroads of two railroads.  The Santa Fe ran trains north and south while the Missouri and Pacific, the "MOP", brought trains from the East and West.  The Santa Fe had all the glamour.  It had "The Streamliner."  In the `40's most trains were pulled by steam...
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"Child Labor Laws? We don' need no steenking Child Labor Laws."

Caney had a bowling alley unlike any bowling alley ever seen before or since.  It was in a storefront building on Fourth Street, our “Main Street” just east of Winkler’s Drug store.  It did a boomingly noisy business until television came along.  It also was a business where the owner didn’t...
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Unsavory Capitalism in the `40's

Kansas, by law, was a dry state.  The only legal alcoholic beverage was 3.2 beer, so-called because its alcoholic content cannot exceed 3.2% of its total volume.  A person can become intoxicated drinking this beer but they have to work at it.   Oklahoma, which was only one mile south, was just...
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"Down in the Dump(s)"

The hike to the dam was a leisurely walk.  There were plenty of things along the way worth doing.   Those cone-shaped glass insulators found today in flea markets were sat on the crossbars of the telephone poles that alongside the railroad tracks. They shattered with a glorious display of shrapnel when...
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"Goin' Down, To Duh River"

In early times someone built a dam across the Caney River out west of town, just at the bottom of Standpipe Hill.  It was a rudimentary dam, not much different in construction from those which small boys to dam up rainwater that runs in street gutters.   That dam had only one...
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Dear Diary.......A Death in the Family

Dear Diary.......A Death in the Family
Normal 0 false false false EN-AU X-NONE X-NONE Dear Diary, Since Dad died in 1962, my life has changed in many ways. I don’t know how much alimony he paid, but just about everything is different now. I guess we were lucky as we have lived on Mum’s salary and have...
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Tutor Sister Smith - My Inspirational Teacher

Tutor Sister Smith - My Inspirational Teacher
Normal 0 false false false EN-AU X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 Unlike almost everyone I know, I didn’t encounter any inspirational teachers during my school years. As a Presbyterian, I was sent to Catholic schools from the age of 3 ½ when I became a monthly boarder at Star of the Sea in...
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My Favorite Teacher

She said, "You were the good reader, weren''t you!"

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