It’s a “pools and Popsicles” kind of day with sultry temps that soared to a “real feel” in the mid-90s. I keep reminding myself that back in the Wintertime I promised I would not whine about the weather once those Dog Days of August arrived. Well, those Dog Days have done passed us by; we enjoyed a three-day coolish respite, followed by a return of this oppressive weather.
When I left for my walk this morning, I stepped outside to 77 degrees, a dew point of 70 and humidity of 75%. I thought I might melt into a puddle on the ground. I wore my lightest clothing and felt that lightweight shirt clinging to my body before the screen door shut. I decided rather than sizzle like a slice of bacon, I’d just hop in the car and go to the grocery store and walk there. I’m trying so hard to make my year-end goal, but also fulfill a mini goal of 700 miles by month end, so I know I have to hustle to do so. Walking laps at Meijer seemed like a logical choice, as long as I didn’t stop to chitchat with too many of the friendly clerks that work there.
I didn’t do a single blog post last weekend to refrain from whining about the weather. I had pre-registered for a 5K slated for Saturday morning at 10:00 a.m. I didn’t have to drive far, so only needed to pick up my T-shirt and number. All the weather folks had promised foul weather for Saturday, but since they are sometimes/often wrong, I decided to take a chance and go anyway. However, I opened the screen door to hear a long rumble of thunder. “Hmmm – not good” I thought. The sky was dark and ugly looking. I decided to at least run my car in the garage while I was outside … in less than five minutes, big splats of rain had me scurrying into the house. I barely shut the door when a torrential downpour and heavy storm erupted. Whew! Good thing I didn’t leave earlier. It was the third 5K I registered for and did not walk in this year and Saturday’s ugly weather kept me hunkered indoors the rest of the day.
Sunday, I awoke to fog. I planned to attend an afternoon butterfly garden walk in a nearby city. The homeowner’s backyard is filled with perennials and is a monarch waystation, so it is a haven for butterflies. To attend the butterfly garden event, you simply donate a few items for dogs and cats which are given to a local animal shelter. Not wanting to lose valuable walking steps, I went to Council Point Park where I eked out four miles. I left the camera at home since the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. I was pretty “done in” at the end of my walk, and since it was so overcast, it meant less butterflies, so I decided to pass on the butterfly event.
I’ve walked at Meijer on hot Summer days in the past. It is a large grocery store, so there’s plenty of room to walk and without driving too far out of my way (just three miles round trip). Laps around the air-conditioned grocery store sure beat a steamy trudge on the perimeter path at Council Point Park, at least until this heat wave abates. They say storms tomorrow will bring in cooler weather – aah.
After trekking through the store parking lot, I decided to hang out at the frozen section until I cooled off and then begin walking laps around the store. There were at least a half-dozen people checking out the variety of cold confections, their faces pressed up against the glass doors, so to be sociable, I peered inside too. My eyes honed right in on the Popsicle section because it was deserted – everyone was checking out the array of ice-cream treats and novelties. Long gone are the twin Popsicles I remember from my youth – in fact the Popsicles I perused today are either the sensible, sugar-free or juice variety, or fancy Popsicles with a lot of razzmatazz. Those many newfangled Popsicle treat names that I saw escape my heat-riddled brain right now, but Fruit Pops and Firecracker Pops stick in my mind for some reason.
One thing I know is these skinny, single-serving Popsicles are nothing like the side-by-side Twin Pops with two wooden sticks I remember from my youth.
Perhaps you remember them too?
As people grabbed their frozen treats and scurried off to transport them before they melted in a pool in their car, I checked out the never-ending shelves of scrumptious icy delights. I couldn’t find the orange Creamsicle Push-Ups I remember from my youth, but I saw some perpetual favorites of days long gone, like Klondike bars, Fudgesicles and Drumsticks (a trio of my personal favorites). Then I saw the ice-cream sandwiches, in a 2018 version that was kicked up a notch or two from the $0.10 variety I remember eating as an occasional treat at Huff Junior High. Today’s deluxe-looking ice-cream sandwiches sure aren’t the soggy brown chocolate wafers with a thin layer of vanilla ice-cream where you’d peel off the wrapper and half the chocolate came off with it. The modern version are chocolate-chip cookies, stuffed with a generous wedge of ice-cream then dotted with chocolate chips. I’d think I died and went to Heaven if I tried those.
When we moved to the States in 1966, I can remember racing out to the Good Humor Ice Cream truck after hearing his endless song cycling for what seemed like hours, before he even reached our neighborhood. Along with the other kids on the block, we’d check out his wares. He probably was a mite impatient with us as we clutched our loose change in our sweaty little hands while we pondered what ice-cream delight to buy. No matter what treat we ended up with, nothing beat sharing a double-stick Popsicle with your best friend when you were a kid.
After I cooled off in the frozen section at Meijer, I set off on my trek around the store. In some places, the air conditioning was not cranked as high, and I found myself tromping back time and time again to the frozen and refrigerated sections of the store … not to buy anything today, but just to cool off.
Along the way, I reflected on pools and popsicles and my long-lost pal Linda Crosby.
Most people who love the extreme heat either own a cottage by a lake, or they have a pool. I had a pool once too. If you were a little kid in the late 50s/early 60s, you probably also had one of those inflatable, yellow, two-ring, vinyl swimming pools with an orange-colored liner bottom. I don’t recall my parents using a bicycle pump to inflate that pool, but instead taking turns, while getting quite red in the face, trying to blow that pool up at the beginning of the Summer. They would be sticking their finger over the valve plug in between trying to catch their breath, while two little girls danced around, eager to hop in. We’d have to wait a little longer until the sun warmed the water a bit since it was ice-cold coming from the hose. That little pool would get emptied and rinsed out every night and hung on the clothesline until our next “pool party” and sometimes it sprung a leak which was not patchable, so a new pool had to be bought and blown up again.
I shared my swimming pool with my best friend in the world, Linda Crosby. In that pool, we also shared secrets and grape popsicles. We were inseparable in those days, not just because we had the same first name, but we also lived next door to one another.
My mother would be checking on us from the window to ensure we did not “cook” out there and she’d come out periodically with cups of juice or icy treats, usually Twin Pops. Mom would call us to the door, having broken the twin Popsicle in the kitchen. That was quite an art to separate a double Popsicle without it breaking apart, and it was a task not to be undertaken in the heat of the day outdoors, as it would likely land right onto your toes, and what parts of the Popsicle you DID salvage, usually ended up running down your chin. Mom would hand each of us our half then say “now eat it over the grass because you know your father will be mad if there are purple stains on the cement.”
So, there we were, six decades ago, circa 1958, lovin’ Summer in our sunbonnets, suckin’ on a grape Popsicle and chillin’ in the wading pool. It didn’t get any better than that back in the day.
In looking at this picture, I guess it was better to have a grape, Popsicle-stained chest than purple drip marks on your sun suit or bathing suit? I wish Mom was sitting here right now so I could ask why she chose to make me a topless bathing beauty? 🙂
P.S. – I have another picture to share, also of the two Lindas on a Summer day, but the following Summer. At least we both had our clothes on, sluggin’ down some juice after playing with our beach balls – I guess we must have outgrown that little pool.
[Images of Popsicles from Pinterest]
Linda Schaub
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Cool pics (on a hot day)! 🙂 Sultry and very awful here too, weather-wise.
They are hauling away logs that have jammed against the bridge we live by on the river. They are going to be at it for over a week probably. We offered them cold water but they say they have their own… poor guys (out there all day).
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Oh that’s wicked hot for working out there – that was nice of you to offer some cold water as likely there’s is not chilled enough to quench their thirst, even in a cooler.
I thought this might stir some memories by people around my age or a little older of those Twin Pops and the vinyl pools. I have fond memories with my little friend six decades ago … back in those days, I think people took a year to finish up a roll of film, then sent it away to be developed. I know it would be Summer of 1958.
Tomorrow is the last day of this heat wave, but we have some potentially rocky weather coming in before we get our break.
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aw!
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I don’t think we had the inflatable swimming pool, but I sure do remember the ice cold popsicles and the ice cream truck. One of my favorite summer treats was vanilla ice cream with Coke poured on top. When my cousins came to visit, we would have a Coke float party. It’s still one of my favorite treats to this day. 🙂
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I remember those “floats” too Rebecca. Here in Michigan they make Boston Coolers with Vernors Ginger Ale I don’t know if they have Vernors in other states, but it is big here – a real gingery type of ginger ale and very tasty.
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I never once bought ice cream from a truck! In fact, I doubt there was one in our little town. It’s not worth living my life over again to try it.
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I love these photos and your memories. Simpler times.
Ice cream trucks hadn’t quite made it to where I lived in Colorado as a young kid, but they were sure around in Pico Rivera, California when we went to visit my grandpa during summer vacation. It was one more “magical” thing about Grandpa that I loved.
Today we’ve enjoyed wonderful temps in the 70’s (20 degrees less than yesterday) but will climb back up beginning tomorrow.
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Thanks Peg – those memories are special aren’t they? When I was growing up in Canada, we lived in a fairly new subdivision and it still had gravel roads, so no ice cream man was coming around in those days So, this was a real treat to see in the neighborhood when we moved here. My parents were strict about sweets, but they were a little more indulgent in the Summer.
We’re getting a nice break starting Thursday. We’ve had so much heat, humidity and rain this Summer, the weather has not been very nice at all, especially for walking.
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I totally remember those popsicles and I have bought them at Save On Foods here recently. They’re still the best!!!
Ok I’ve heard of people walking the mall here but I’ve never heard of walking the supermarket. I can’t imagine how big that supermarket must be!
How close are you to your 700km? I had a goal of running 150km this month, but it just isn’t going to happen with how much I’ve been away:(
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Really – wow, I didn’t know they still made them? We always had them as kids and I had no siblings, so always shared with friends. It is a large grocery store, the size of a KMart or a Walmart (do you have Walmart over in Canada?) … it sells everything, including a nursery, some small furniture and a large grocery area. It is 1/2 mile around the entire store (from the inside) and I had to walk 8 times around the store, but I had the pedometer on me as I kept criss-crossing into the frozen food section. I have 13 more miles and will have 700 miles and that is my next goal for end of this month. I should have no issue Thursday and Friday as it will be nice and cool, and no rain until late morning/afternoon, so hopefully I can walk tomorrow as well and get it done. Tomorrow is the only iffy day as I see it. Then 351 more miles for my final goal. As you noted in your post I read tonight, the mornings are already beginning later – almost 7:00 a.m. for the sun getting up now.
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Wow that is a big store! I can now picture it as we do have a Walmart two towns over. That would be a great cold weather option- I wonder if they would notice me running laps🤣
You can definitely get 13 Miles in- that’s just 4.5 a day and you do that all the time:)
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Yes, it is a big store and only the produce department notices when I walk by so many times. 🙂 The other parts of the store they have clerks putting stuff on shelves or stocking in refrigerated areas, but in the produce area, it is fairly large and the same people are there for an entire shift loading and stacking new produce. They have looked at me a little odd, but I usually said “hey” when I am there shopping, so they don’t think much of it. When I go to the grocery store, I leave the cart in one place and run around and get things and take them back to the cart to get more steps in. I only don’t do that if it is a bunch of cans. You may not be able to run, but definitely walk. They’d think you stole something. 🙂
I think I can get that last 13 miles in too, and it all depends on tomorrow’s weather. If it rains in the morning or not as we have rain in the afternoon. I can do six miles Thursday and Friday and if it is really nice weather, maybe 7 miles, but that is pushing it. I hope you can get your goal in as well. I’m stubborn about it and lost last Saturday or I’d have no concerns about making it.
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I have to get 6km in tomorrow, but walking 7 Miles would be a lot!
Ok I’ll stick to just walking if I resort to the grocery store this winter. Unfortunately the stores right by me are quite small so I think they would notice:(
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To go to the mall, an enclosed mall, is about a 10-11 mile round trip for me. I guess that is not that bad, but Meijer is so much closer.
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If it works and it’s close- sounds good to me!
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Lol winter will be here soon enough then those popsicle days will be long forgotten..
Loving those photos too !
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Thanks Michael – yes, we will be complaining about the ice and snow and cold – we humans are a fickle bunch. Glad you liked the old pictures – giving my age away here but that’s okay too.
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We are fickle indeed.
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Love your old family pictures.
We do not/did not have popsicles in the UK although I have heard them referred to in films.
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Thank you Andy … I scanned all of the photo and scrapbook albums last Thanksgiving holiday. It took me the entire holiday to do it and they are not in any final form … in some cases, there are multiple pictures on a page which have to be separated by using the snipping tool. But they are at least in groups where I can find them. I was an only child and my parents took lots of pictures. I was worried for the integrity of the pictures because most of them were under plastic overlay which were becoming yellowed and the adhesive was coming off. At least they are safe on a flash drive and on Shutterfly where I store my photos so they can last forever now. That’s interesting you didn’t have Popsicles. Now they have so many frozen desserts I could not believe it.
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Very nice pictures! Reminds of the time when simpler things sometimes had more worth and would bring more happiness to people than all the often more complicated things one can choose today.
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Thank you and a less complicated and less high-tech world would suit me just fine – of course, that would mean no blogging world either … tough decision there. 🙂
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What beautiful memories Linda. I remember those popsicles and pushups.
We got rained out on Saturday as well. Thankfully Friday and Sunday were dry. 🙂
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Thanks Ruth – it is fun to reflect on days gone by and those fun things we had as kids. We have two beautiful days coming up and then rainy for the afternoons of the holiday weekend. Did you incur any bad weather last night in your area. I know a lot of people lost power and they were trying to determine if there was tornadic activity as well but further north than you I believe.
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We had just a shower the bad stuff was north of us. Thanks for asking.
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That’s good Ruth – it sounded bad up there but I did think it may be further north of you. I’ll be glad when this erratic weather settles down.
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Love seeing your childhood photos! Looking at old photos helps highlight all that has changed and all that remains the same.
You have a goal of walking 700 miles? Very nice. Although you could easily do all of your walking indoors, it is great to hear that you try to make a point of walking outside when you can. Have you ever intentionally taken a long walk in the rain? Once you accept that you are soaking wet, it is actually quite an experience.
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Thanks Sarah – I scanned in all my pictures last Thanksgiving and it took the entire holiday weekend. As an only child, I got all the family albums and there were a lot of pictures taken over the years, so I have been peppering my blog with them. Years ago I got a printer/scanner and scanned in about 50 of my favorites, but I did the rest last November on an Epson flat bed color scanner – it made a better job I thought. They have to be organized though – many pictures plus some have several images on a page from when the photographs were much smaller.
I do have a goal of 700 miles for this Friday, August 31st. I have a year-end goal of 1,051 miles and I’m hopeful to make it, but the weather this year, since the beginning of 2018, has not cooperated much. Here’s my story … every year I try to best the previous year’s mileage by just one mile. For 2017, the goal was just 755 miles (having walked 754 miles in 2016). We had a fairly mild Fall and November and first week of December and I kept walking and walking and then I looked at my blog posts … I was going to be able to reach 1,050 posts by 12/31/17 so I decided to try to match that number in walking miles. I had long surpassed the original goal. So I was a walkin’ fool. Up to around December 9th or 10th when we had a snowstorm. It was downhill after that, but I walked at a park near my house – no paved pathway, just around and around on the snow-covered grass, but I made it. So, I still still have many more miles to go and may have bitten off more than I can chew.
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That is a lot of walking. I imagine you are in pretty good shape with all that exercise.
A few years back I went through old photos of my family and made a photo book/family tree type thing. Hard cover book filled with photos and blurbs about our ancestors.
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I started to walk because once I started working from home, I realized I just was not getting any exercise anymore. I did have a garden (flowers only) and spent a lot of time out there every morning, but then once I came inside the house, that was it. Even though after my boss and I moved to a smaller office and I had been used to running around an office building that took up most of a city block and was two floors, our office was very small, but it was still more walking than I was getting sitting at the table all day, so I started walking. I started out small, just a block at a time, and gradually increased. I have gone as much as 6 miles in one day, but no more … I just have not gotten as much traction on the walking regimen this year due to the weather though. I still hope to meet my goal.
When I traveled, I would come home and put the photos in albums and take the Dynamo label maker to put the name under each photo and I am glad I did that as I would not remember a lot of the places, except the well-known ones. So, I am glad I did that. When I was young, my mom sat me down and we went through all the pictures in the family albums and she identified people from her past as she had many pictures of her grandmother and her mom’s siblings (there were nine altogether) and also told me about when the pictures of me were taken). I am glad she did that as it gave me insight into my past. My father’s parents were no longer living and he had just a handful of photos from his youth.
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As I get older I appreciate photos much more. I find myself often torn between taking a photo or video to capture the moment and being present in the moment.
The other great part about reviewing photos from the past is that now that I am an adult my parents share ‘the real story’ behind many of the photos. It is interesting to compare the events from my perspective as a child to the perspective of my parents.
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I do too Sarah – sometimes it is better just to be present in the moment. You hate to be a person always hovering with the camera. When I went on the nature hike the other day, the first time I took pictures and the second time, since it was just the three of us, I could really just appreciate the beauty of the trail. I like that my mom sat me down and explained who everyone was. I am glad I scanned in all the pictures because now I am apt to look at them and use them more … before they were in the bottom of a closet in boxes and were a real pain to get at as this is a small house – now, I can look at the albums online – it will be better when they are organized better, but I did organize them by trip, and family albums and scrapbooks “the early years”, then as to groupings of the years.
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I remember twinsicles. It was the biggest decision of the day. Cherry was my favorite but I switched it around. When we got a Mr. Softee truck, it was soft serve custard! OMG! No wonder I still love ice cream. (and yes, I am somewhat lactose intolerant but if I take the pill, I’m good!)
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Oh, we never had a Mr. Softee in the neighborhood (probably a good thing). We have a small place that sells soft custard ice cream – Bob Jo’s Frozen Custard has been around over 50 years. People stand in long lines for their cones and come October, they only stay open until their product is gone – sometimes they are premature and it is a warm Fall and people clamor for them to come back for a few weeks. The sign for the opening date in April goes up on the marquis and the first day, you can’t move there … people are addicted. 🙂
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Sounds like they have a great business. Our local ice cream store (which is expensive) stays open all year long. They sell ice cream cakes and novelties and recently opened a hot dog bar (so you can eat something “healthy” before the ice cream! 🙂
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That’s funny. Bob Jo’s is not cheap either, but you do get a large helping of custard in your sugar cone for what you pay for. The Summer I graduated from high school, two classmates went to work scooping ice cream to make money for college. I had one friend scooping custard at Bob Jo’s and the other worked at Calder’s Dairy, which is known around here for their ice-cream, and their chocolate and strawberry milk that is so thick, you can stand a spoon up in it (even the skim). Any time we went for ice cream we ended up with a triple-sized cone for the price of a small We tried not to go for a treat more than once a week. My friend at Calder’s is Carol, the friend with the cats I’ve mentioned before.
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Here in Kristianstad where I live there are 45-50° F in the mornings and no more than 70° F at noon. It also rains a bit almost every day so the fall is really on its way. The ice cream in the picture is similar to one that was very popular in Sweden called Igloo.😊
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That is great news John – and all of a sudden, like snapping your fingers, you are going from heat and drought to comfortable weather. We are embarking on two, (only two unfortunately) nice and cool days, then back to heat and humidity again over the weekend, but not the oppressive heat wave we have had the last four days. I miss seeing your duckling posts – I even looked to see if I missed one or two, especially since I sent all the prior links to a woman who loves duck and duckling pictures. I hope it doesn’t get too cold in Kristianstad before those little ducklings can fly out of the pond! So you call those treats Igloo …. guess you won’t be needing them anymore this year. 🙂
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Yummmm… Orangesicles! Just the other day, my husband and I heard a tinkling sound from the street in front of our house and looked out to see an ice cream truck! WOW! I’m not sure if the guy got much business since there aren’t many kids on our street. It certainly brought back great memories, though.
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Yes, I used to love those too – all the old favorites. Your ice cream guy was stumping for new business. It really makes you wonder how they can make a living since most people would have the same treats in their own freezers.
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Miss Linda…………………………….yup I remember Twin Popsicles…………………….we were satisfied with just one half back in those days………………………..that picture (the torn one) is a relic!………………….the two Lindas are adorable……….thank you for sharing it with us
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Yes, we were easier to please Ann Marie, weren’t we? Everything was simpler back then – even our swimming pools. and I should have made note how that swimming pool looked uneven around the edges and was likely due to my parents huffing and puffing trying to get enough wind to fill it up. 🙂 Glad you liked those pictures. I think the little rips and tears in that photo add some charm to what is now a vintage pic. Remember how they dated the tops of the photos? My parents likely took one roll of film a year and that likely got developed after Christmas was over, in January 1959. My Mom’s Baby Brownie camera took the small pics.
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The beautiful pictures:) I talked to my papa, he told me it is hot but windy in the morning in Canada too.
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Our weather has been very strange this Summer. We had oppressively hot weather and that was for many weeks, then we had a cool spell for three days last week (Wednesday through Friday), then the heat came back and with a vengeance. So, now we have today and tomorrow which is beautifully cool, and that pesky heat and humidity and rain again for the long holiday weekend. It has not been nice weather at all in 2018 to be honest. We had a very long Winter which lasted into Spring and Spring was still a little snow and then Spring was very rainy and now this heat. Your papa will be moving out to the West Coast with you – although you told me it is very cool near San Francisco. (I’d still prefer your weather over mine – and the scenery is much prettier.)
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Yes, this is the true weather is cold. My papa used to live in California. He never accepts citizenship here in the USA.
I think Canada and Michigan area so beautiful.
California has less rain for so many years. Weather is very hot in some places.
We rarely go to San Francisco even though it is 30 minutes far from our house.
We have visited Canada and other places in California.
I think both are awesome:)
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I still have my Canadian citizenship – I may have told you that before. I have lived here since July of 1966 and still have a green card. San Francisco is beautiful but congested and also expensive I think – poor California with the wildfires … some fellow bloggers live on Vancouver Islands and they mention the ever-present smoke there … just amazing.
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Yes, I remember. It is awesome to know you have Canadian citizenship. You can visit Canada:)
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Right now I can’t visit Canada because I let my passport lapse as I was no longer traveling. I used to travel a lot when I was younger. I have no relatives in Canada after the last one passed away in 1990 and I have not been to Canada since 1990. In those days, you only needed to show your birth certificate and green card to cross at the Ambassador Bridge or the Windsor Tunnel. But after 9/11, there were strict rules put in place with the Patriot Act, so no crossing the international border without a passport. Since I don’t travel, I did not renew it, but in retrospect, I think I should not have let it lapse. I have a real difficult time renewing my green card now, even though I’ve lived in the same house since 1966.
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OMG your favorite ice cream treats back then were my favorites too! The only other one is the Neapolitan squares of ice cream we bought. Thanks for the wonderful memories and thank God for stores with A/C!
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I’m with you on that and we used to get those Neopolitan squares for about a quarter at the drug store. They never had them at the grocery store, because they only had the bricks of ice cream which I don’t even think they make anymore. My mom had a square Tupperware container just for those large bricks of ice cream – fit right in there and less messy – they made such a mess in the cardboard boxes … it made sneaking a spoonful of it a big and messy ordeal.
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We had them at everyone of our birthday parties because we knew everyone would like at least one of the flavors..lol
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Such fun memories of summer! I love those types of popsicles. Love this flashback and thoughts too 🙂
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Glad you liked it Mackenzie – I like using old pictures in my posts sometimes. Last year I scanned in all the family and travel albums. I semi-organized them into groups on Shutterfly, but have not tweaked those pictures, except to use them on here. That will be a long process for sure.
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I bet! But also a rewarding process too I’m sure. It can be one of those “back burner” projects for a nice rainy day 🙂
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Yes, and I had told myself it was my project for Winter, but we had so much snow and then the blogging traffic picked up a lot, so I just go into Shutterfly and get what I want for a post and hurry back out of those albums again ’til I can deal with them.
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Oh what a lovely post with memories from the past. It is so amazing how things such as favourite foods/drinks can trigger memories off. Sounds like you and your friend Linda were inseparable 🙂
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Even smells sometimes can trigger warm memories – amazing how our brains work, isn’t it? We were inseparable Zena and then we were about ready to start kindergarten and her father, who was a salesman, was transferred to another territory and they put the house up for sale and left … and just like that, she was gone. Pretty traumatic when you were inseparable pals.
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It must have been so tough for you both. Early friendships are so important and so powerful.
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Yes, and often you meet people who still keep in touch with childhood friends. Now, with social media, kids can grow up and keep in touch with all their friends no matter where their jobs take them, unlike me who lost touch with most people as they went to school out of state, or moved to other states after marrying or for their jobs … no way to keep in touch back then for me, although I’ve discovered a handful of them through Facebook.
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Social media is great for that isn’t it? Just last week a friend got in touch with me through Facebook from primary school 30 years ago so it was great to reconnect.
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You’re right – I caught up with classmates I had not seen since high school and now regularly “visit” on Facebook and that’s been great.
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