Happy Sunday everyone! I love the weekends …. loved them as a kid. Love them as an adult! Always have and I always will I suspect!
When I was younger, there were some very special things about weekends in our family. A weekend might have included time with my Dad in his workshop with him teaching me how to fix or repair or build something (I still cannot smell sawdust or solder and not think of him)! It always included an early afternoon Sunday supper after a morning of church. If we went to the late service and got out after 12:00 noon, we would stop at the Rexall drug store since it was the only store allowed to be open on Sundays for a treat. Sometimes it included the now almost obsolete idea of going for a ‘Sunday Drive’ to nowhere, just a drive for the sake of driving. Often it included a gathering of extended family at our home for an impromptu party. It always included a fight between my sisters and me about who got to read the color Sunday Funnies! I also remember that often, Saturday mornings brought me a breakfast of cold, leftover pizza from one of my sisters’ parties! Funny, I still love my pizza cold!
Just the other day I was cooking Sunday Supper and I got to thinking about those old Sunday Suppers and I gave my Mom a call. I asked her if she had any recollections of special weekend events in her youth. OH BOY DID SHE! It was the only time her father was around due to his work schedule and after he died in the Great Depression, her Mom held two jobs to hold the family together so Sunday was the only day they had together and they’d spend it making chocolates to sell door-to-door to help make a living. As you can imagine, I had abandon the stove and was now frantically typing these stories as my Mom told them to me. Then she started in on the stories of what her Mom told her they used to do on weekends. Since they were Free Thinkers it usually involved a family gathering at one of the Bohemian saloons for a meal and social time. Not hard drinking, it was just ‘the’ social setting of those times for those folks.
So ….. enjoy your weekend! Spend a quite moment recalling those special weekends of yours and write them down in your tree ASAP! Then call someone …. and get their stories. No matter what, I can almost guarantee that they will LOVE talking about weekends as a kid!
Have a blessed and happy day!
Onward To Our Past,