Tuesday, September 10, 2019

Part 2....Coming Right Up

Regarding the brains and eggs, I too, even though I was young was aware that was a breech of courtesy to mention the hair.  It was a bristle or two really.  Ewww. Right?  The sailor had a nice tone..it was simple curiosity on his part but still...one doesn't call out the host.  He could perhaps have mentioned suddenly becoming very full.  :-)

A confession however.  I never hitchhiked~ BUT what I (we actually) did was almost as bad insofar as danger possibilities were concerned.  You be the judge.  Think like a parent. (you may be sure my Dad didn't know). (and if my brothers had known I'd have gotten told on quickly.  And punished by my Dad.

On  warm Summer Saturday mornings, a best girlfriend, 12 years old just as I was, and I met at her place. I walked up to her house,  and we started walking down the street until we reached the edge of town.  There was an entrancing dirt road that stretched four miles through woods on both sides.  The dirt road ended up by a highway that went back to town (unless we wanted to hit the dusty trail and walk on the dirt road to get back home again.  So this time we decided to walk down the highway which added another mile to the distance back to the edge of town and therefore to our homes.

Here we were, starting our trudge on down the side of the road, two stupid girls without a clue walking along with the occasional person stopping to ask if we needed a ride.  Since they were usually fellas, even we knew to say "no thank you".  Besides, we were full of energy and willing to walk the 9 miles total round trip.

A car bore down on us from behind and stopped.  The window wound down and a loud man's voice said "GET IN THIS CAR"!!! There was a lady in the passenger seat who looked death rays at us.  The man said again in stern loud tones "GET IN THIS CAR NOW"!  We did.  We huddled in the back seat and looked once at one another and then at the floor (truth) while we were berated every inch of every mile back to the town.   He told us how we put ourselves in danger..how stupid we were acting...how our parents would punish us, and what if the State Police had seen us...what would THAT be like with our parents being called from HQ.  He laid it on every inch of the way.  At Cherry Lane, the street I lived down, he kicked me out and watched as I started walking the block down to the house and drove off with Dorothy.  When Dorothy got home she took a minute for a whispered conversation on the phone with me telling me that was HER neighbor and his wife who by the way had a store three doors down from her. She said she was begging that they give her another chance and not tell her mom and dad.  Neither of us got a whuppin' so I guess we were given a pass on telling  the parental units!

It taught me a lesson though.  Never did walk down a highway again.  Not after that guy flayed the skin off our 12 year old minds as we were taken back and dumped off at out places with more warnings.   (we did still walk down the dirt road but turned around and walked back that way).

Whew.  I still wouldn't do it after the blasting out Dorothy and I got.




11 comments:

  1. Dearest Carole,
    Wow, what an adventure but you were so lucky for encountering that stern neighbor of Dorothy! He in fact was a guardian Angel in ACTION.
    Hugs,
    Mariette

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  2. Quite an adventure indeed...I'm glad your friend's neighbor saw you and drove you home safely!

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  3. I can only imagine being a terrified 12 year old in the back seat. Obviously your friend was so scared she couldn't even tell you who he was. But it definitely made an impression.

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    1. We were obedient children...that's how we were reared and we knew we had been foolish and taking risk. We were both scared to speak as we were being scolded. Dorothy knew telling me anything during all that, was not going to go over well with the gentleman.

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  4. my gf and i would do the same thing except we were in the back country and carried a knife to wave at the person before they even said a word & leave us alone. One time though their were 3 men out of the car and we ran away into the woods to a house. One time i was alone during the day & had to hide.this was in the early 1970s

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  5. You were brave and invincible and innocent. You were 12! Glad you two learned a valuable lesson without any tanning of hides needed.

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  6. WOW, what a story! Good God sent that angel in disguise, Dorothy's neighbor, to rescue you two. I would STILL be doctoring on my bee-hind if that were ME!

    Wishing you a wonderful Sunday!

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  7. To be honest, I would've been more afraid of that angry man than of anyone else! But when I was young, and we're probably the same age, a child walking down the road alone or with a friend, was never in danger, not where I grew up, and probably not where you were, either. Things really were different then.

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    1. That's what Dorothy and I thought too. Dorothy knew he and his wife so she nodded we could get in. Otherwise I'd be like you and afraid. I'd likely run. We girls walked everywhere (of course) into the twilight hours if need be occasionally, for a short walk to the store etc. We didn't think a thing about it till he stopped and read us the riot act all the way home.

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