Too much to do. Too little time. And not that much enthusiasm.
Be careful out there.
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Here's some memories from the second team Radio
Radio was a major part of our life on the farm. However, we didn’t even have that until Rural Electrification after WWII. When President Roosevelt died we got the news from the teacher of the Horan School (the one room country school Marg and I went to in 1944-45) when she picked us up the next morning to give us a ride to school. Daddy was a big admirer of Roosevelt.
The first radio I remember was similar to the one you always see FDR sitting next to when he was doing the fireside chats. It was probably saved from the days living at 402 McPherson. Later it was a part of the milking parlor. Those Guernsey milk cows were baseball fans.
We listened early in the morning to WHO for the news and The Sons of the Pioneers, a cowboy singing program. Jack Benny was another favorite. When we rode home from school with Grandpa Horan he listened to One Man’s Family (a radio soap opera), but we weren’t suppose to tell the folks that he let us listen to it.
I can remember Daddy listening to the vote on the Taft-Hartlely labor bill. Truman had vetoed it and the eightieth (idiot) congress voted to over ride the veto.
Sports: we listened the St Louis Cardinals baseball games because that was team the local station carried. Daddy was actually a Yankee fan. The Cardinals were a part of the only family vacation I can remember (besides the one that Phil and Marg and I took with the Dunbars). The week before I went away to college Mother, Marg, Phil and I drove the Packard funeral home vehicle to St. Louis to see a Cardinals doubleheader. We drove all night, went to Mass and then to the ballpark. We sat in the bleachers. They were playing the Giants and the locals (mostly blacks) cheered for Willy Mays who hit 3 homeruns that afternoon. Then we got in the car and drove home. I took off my glasses in a gas station restroom and left them there. We contacted the Missouri Highway Patrol and they mailed them to me in time to go with me to Iowa State.
The folks didn’t get a TV until I was in college; when Iowa went to the Rose Bowl probably in 1957. When I studied TV at Iowa State, I had never lived in a home where there was a TV.
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Here's some memories from the second team
Radio
Radio was a major part of our life on the farm. However, we didn’t even have that until Rural Electrification after WWII. When President Roosevelt died we got the news from the teacher of the Horan School (the one room country school Marg and I went to in 1944-45) when she picked us up the next morning to give us a ride to school. Daddy was a big admirer of Roosevelt.
The first radio I remember was similar to the one you always see FDR sitting next to when he was doing the fireside chats. It was probably saved from the days living at 402 McPherson. Later it was a part of the milking parlor. Those Guernsey milk cows were baseball fans.
We listened early in the morning to WHO for the news and The Sons of the Pioneers, a cowboy singing program. Jack Benny was another favorite. When we rode home from school with Grandpa Horan he listened to One Man’s Family (a radio soap opera), but we weren’t suppose to tell the folks that he let us listen to it.
I can remember Daddy listening to the vote on the Taft-Hartlely labor bill. Truman had vetoed it and the eightieth (idiot) congress voted to over ride the veto.
Sports: we listened the St Louis Cardinals baseball games because that was team the local station carried. Daddy was actually a Yankee fan. The Cardinals were a part of the only family vacation I can remember (besides the one that Phil and Marg and I took with the Dunbars). The week before I went away to college Mother, Marg, Phil and I drove the Packard funeral home vehicle to St. Louis to see a Cardinals doubleheader. We drove all night, went to Mass and then to the ballpark. We sat in the bleachers. They were playing the Giants and the locals (mostly blacks) cheered for Willy Mays who hit 3 homeruns that afternoon. Then we got in the car and drove home. I took off my glasses in a gas station restroom and left them there. We contacted the Missouri Highway Patrol and they mailed them to me in time to go with me to Iowa State.
The folks didn’t get a TV until I was in college; when Iowa went to the Rose Bowl probably in 1957. When I studied TV at Iowa State, I had never lived in a home where there was a TV.
that was one of the most interesting blog entries ever. no offense to the owner of the site. i love hearing about the farm.
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