How old do you have to be before you can learn how to use “self-locking” bags and “handy wrap?”
Many cases have been reported of people being found after they were missing for days. They were so tangled up in their plastic wrap they couldn’t call 911.
This morning I put something that I thought was worth keeping in a magic bag. I pulled the slider too hard. It came off the end of the bag. What to do now? I spent about 10 minutes trying to put that sliding mechanism back on the end of the thing. My balance is awful, so I was leaning heavily on the kitchen counter. It would not go back on. They did not make it to do that!
As I got ready to give up, I had a brain Flash, Farction, or something like that. Like a small dazzling lightning bolt, “Walla” cut the corner of the bag on an angle. The corner got trimmed. I got that nasty little plastic slide thing back on the bag, and it even worked. In my moment of Glee, I almost lost my balance and went over backward.
The slider did work, but I stopped before it got clear to the end, not wanting to do a repeat performance. A clothespin on each end or one in the middle would help, but I guess that would be high-tech stuff.
When they come to take me away, it will most likely be from the kitchen.
This gold mine of information about the hobo should be a part of our educational system. It is pages of American history that should be cherished and remembered. My two brothers and I visited the hobo’s camped along the Sioux River at Watertown, South Dakota, in 1950. We often brought them some produce from our big garden. The three of us worked the garden each day before doing anything else. They were a good bunch of people trying to make their way after circumstances and the world let them down. Some of them shared their stories with us. Lisa Hix, I enjoyed reading your historical work.
“Ole and Lena had been married seven years. Lena was getting worried that Ole might be getting the seven-year itch. She thought he was cheating on her. Lena says to Ole, “You never tell me you love me. Is there someone else?” Ole replies, “When we got married, I told you I loved you. If I ever change my mind, I’ll let you know.”
The three little words “I Love You.” They are words some people find almost impossible to say, yet others say them each time they see each other.
We never know if we will see each other again, so that is a good idea. I love all of you.