To Be 17 Again...

It was all about the car back then. All the girls wanted to date him.  We met when we were 15.   My boyfriend (later to be husband) had undoubtedly the coolest car in our high school. I kid you not. A 1970 sky-blue Pontiac Firebird with the flip tail on the back with white leather top and white leather interior.  While most speedometers went up to 120, this car's speedometer went to like 160. (I hope he never went that fast.)  There were a few roads in our area with steep hills, one of which was called Suicide Hill, that he took me on a time or two.  It was too scary for me.  I thought we were going to go airborn!  He now says he doesn't know why his dad let him have that car - he wouldn't have let our boys have a car like that!

At our high school, Ag was the big thing. Very country town with lots of agriculture/cattle stuff going on. You were cool if you were in Ag/FFA and raised cows and had horses, etc.  He did. He and his daddy raised Charolais cows.  I was immediately attracted to him. I thought he'd never notice me until I drew a very detailed  picture of a horse and "accidently" dropped by his desk in English class.  He never knew what hit him.  He was all over that, and the rest was history. 

He was, at our red neck high school, a leader, made good grades, was Student Council President and class president and all that.  We attended all the dances together & it was so much fun!  We knew all the same people, and also, there were about 6 of us couples that were high school sweethearts that wound up getting married, and all but one of them have stayed married and live in our hometown still!  I did Drill Team (which I loved). Why, when Earl Campbell took our high school to the State Playoffs in 1974, we got to strut our stuff in the Astrodome!  Cool for a small town girl! 

Our school counselor, Mr. Brown, also taught Ag, so he'd get his favorite Ag guys out of class and they'd go mess around during school hours - go to the donut shop, go to the school farm, go run errands for Mr. Brown - man they had a great time. I wasn't so lucky to get to do that!

Look at the styles in this photo - short shorts for guys and girls, too, but this day I didn't know we were going to be washing his "Blue Baby".  This was a year or two before we became engaged I think. We didn't marry til we were 21, with college and all that.  I ran across this photo a day or two ago, and I just wanted to share it with you - good memories!  I'd love to find a car just like this one and give it to him.  He wishes for it back sometimes... Ya'll have a great weekend! Stay warm!

EPHEMERA

I know there are alot of you "paper artists" and ephemera collectors out there that might appreciate my post tonight.  While going through some of my in-laws' things I ran across a few dozen postcards, etc., some of which I thought I'd show you all. We're trying to gradually get things cleaned out and organized for an estate sale, since my sweet MIL won't be going back home to live.  We need to either sell the house or rent it out.
I don't know about the Bible cards, but the Postcards date back to the '40's.  Most of them were from family members to Tony's folks.

I found two little sweet Bible story cards. There's a short story about the picture on the back of the card  and a memory verse. The cards are all numbered so I assume there was a whole bunch of em at one time. This first one is Timothy. The second is Jesus. I've never seen these cards before...

Now these next few are just some funny postcards, and then a couple of really vintage-looking cards - pretty cards.

These were cute! That momma pig has got some sharp teeth!

Look at little boy winking!

And how's this for some Texas cow-punchin'????

This 'un's just downright purty.

So is this one! Hope these gals don't slip and fall and get their dresses all wet! 

This final photo has a story behind it.  It was sent to Miss Callie Dee Stringer in Big Sandy, Texas, from one Leebron Malvern Hill, a young gentleman who'd begun courting Miss Callie Dee back in the 1940's.  It seems he was quite sweet on her for awhile and she fell madly in love with him. He promised to marry her, and even gave her a ring (which I have). It's a wide gold band with a swirl of small diamonds across the top created for a small finger. My MIL was given the ring  by her Aunt Callie later in life. The ring was a token of love and affection for the young lady, or possibly even an engagement ring or a gentleman's pinkie finger ring. 

Miss Callie waited and waited upon Mr. Hill to make up his mind when he wanted to marry her. But alas, other interests came calling Mr. Hill to ramble about and he found himself in different parts of the country - last place on his post card to her was from North Carolina.  His love for Miss Callie Dee Stringer waned, and so he gradually fell out of touch.  She was left with a broken heart and a gold ring on her finger.  She never married.  I don't know if she never had another opportunity, or just didn't want to or just pined away after Mr. Leebron Malvern Hill for the rest of her life. Quite a sad little story.

Well, that's all folks - except Good Nite!