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Originally Posted by dewilson58
Not being politically correct here...............but I remember the moms' gathering place was the clothes line in the backyards.
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dewilson you triggered a forgotten memory. My mom had to work because my Dad worked construction and in those days it was feast in good weather months or famine in the winter. so as kids we had to pitch in with household chores. My mother picked up on the fact that the one thing I was reluctant to do was hang clothes in the back yard because I didn't want my friends (the guys) to see me so she smiled at me one day picked up the basket and explained she was aware of my reluctance and why and sent me off to play sandlot ball with the guys...yes i do windows
