Like most of America, I watched the Inaugural proceedings most of the day yesterday. I watched CNN Live on Facebook and shared comments with my Facebook friends, it was a totally new experience for me and a great way to start off a new presidency. Now I feel I have a responsibility to change the way I live my life, or at least be willing to make some sacrifices and change the way I do some things. The tone that President Obama set in his speeches yesterday were of accountability, responsibility and the hard work and difficult decisions ahead. I have made a resolution to be mindful of the choices I make and to become more involved in my community.
To that end, I have started this Blog to keep myself on track, share insights and humor, and pass on all that "Depression Era" wisdom that my parents taught me over the years.
Both my parents lived through the Great Depression and the way I was brought up reflected a lot of the lessons they had learned and the hardships they went through. Some of my memories from childhood and the things I do in my home now as a wife and mother, are a direct result of their parenting, as is true for most of us. However, I bet most of your mothers did not have a full pantry in the basement with a year's supply of most canned and jarred foods. A common request from my mother was for me to run down to the basement and get her a can of soup or a bottle of ketchup. And there it all was--laid out before me. Neat row upon neat row of pickles, soups, ketchup, mayonnaise, baked beans, mustard, BBQ sauce, jelly, jam, tuna fish, condensed milk, vegetable oil, you name, we had it. Each in its own row, with 3-6 backups behind it, sorted by expiration date (never take from behind, only from the front otherwise my mother would notice and there would be a lecture!) Running out of something in our house was almost unheard of. All items were purchased on sale and with coupons and lists were kept so that when stocks were running low, sales would be watched for to replenish particular items. Household cleaners also had a place in pantry, Lysol, Pinesol, Scrubbing Bubbles, Windex, Comet-- all stockpiled in the same manner. Friends would ask to see my mom's pantry when they came over to play and stand in awe of the bounty before them. It was just how my mom was, the way we lived. Reserves of toilet paper and Kleenex were kept upstairs in the linen closet, reams of paper towels were kept on the shelves in the laundry room.
We laughed about it. My mother was very good natured and took a lot of teasing for her "depression era" mentality. You have to embrace your foibles, right? I will give you one guess as to what is in my linen closet right now.
12 boxes of Kleenex and 60 rolls of Charmin. Don't even look in the basement!
A Little Something I Learned From My Mother...
Old towels, t-shirts, even old boxer shorts (much to my dismay growing up) were washed, cut up and used for cleaning rags around the house thus eliminating the need for paper towels. Cost effective AND better for the environment. Barbara was way ahead of her time environmentally!
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Catherine,
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful tribute to your parents. As I was reading your reflective thoughts I myself was walking through the store room in our basement which was also set up the same way with like items near each other all can goods to the right and then other supplies were in their assigned areas. Then there was our attic which I too could have sold tickets to! I lavish in your memories for they are similar to mine also haveing parents grow up during the depression. Very hard working, upstanding citizens who made it through some very tough times. If you rub two nickles together you get a dime and every penny counts! I know that is why after loosing my dad 21 years ago next month, I appreciated and loved getting to know your parents very much!! My memories of pickle salad and hot dish's will never be forgotten. Or singing to the rat pack in your Dad's lincoln on our way to the German restaurant and trying snuff. Is that where I knocked your Mom out on the dance floor??
I have a few years on you and my experience with loosing parents is that the tears appear when you least expect them, but the good times and the memories will be with you always. Hug Fitz and Babs, and recite all the things your parents drilled into your head that you vowed you would never say to them. Remember imitation is the best form of flatery! Love you always!!
Welcome to the world of blogging, Catherine! I love your first post!
ReplyDeleteIf you're interested, head on over to gameoflife-kim.blogspot.com. I started it last summer, and though I told only a couple people about it back then, I've finally decided to start spreading the word!
See you soon!
Your parents sound a lot like my parents. My mother even washes out ziploc bags and reuses them. They were environmentally conscious before it became 'being green'. I look forward to following your blog.
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