Flying from Europe (Germany, I think) to the U.S. and having to stop in Ireland and, I believe, Greenland to refuel. There was no way for the planes to make it across the Atlantic non-stop. And, of course, the entire flight took over 14 hours.
My Kentucky hills grandmother was, to put it mildly, very frugal. Rather than buying coal all of the grandkids would go out very early on Saturday morning and grab the coal on the railroad tracks, put it in buckets and lug it to her house.
My favorite memory as a child was making a lunch, taking it out in a paper bag and just goofing around in the woods or with friends. I'd come home when the sun was starting to set, eat dinner and then back outside to play kick the can or hide n seek (except on Sunday night when Wonderful World of Disney and The Ed Sullivan Show was on).
How about sneaking transistor radios into school to listen to the world series?
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Army/embassy brat - traveled too much to mention
Moved here from SF Bay Area (East Bay)
"There are only two ways to live your life: One is as though nothing is a miracle; the other is as though everything is a miracle." Albert Einstein
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