tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663398791637157517.post8818936183456100428..comments2023-11-03T01:44:31.925-06:00Comments on Zetta's Aprons: When I was your age...Marley, Vivienne & Mckinley!Shirley Hatfieldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17374567144084301991noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663398791637157517.post-71716486599632822202012-03-25T19:19:47.520-06:002012-03-25T19:19:47.520-06:00I wanted to respond to the last two comments...I c...I wanted to respond to the last two comments...I couldn't send one via email. To dscow: Thank you for sharing your memories about your dad and Wonderbread. The story of the bank made me laugh out loud. My mom told me that if I saved my money, it would grow...interest, you know. So I opened my piggy bank every day to count my pennies, but they never grew...in fact, they decreased whenever my mom needed coke money. LOL! To Rose: I'm so glad you liked the post...cherish those childhood memories. =DShirley Hatfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17374567144084301991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663398791637157517.post-71562171236431677572012-03-24T10:13:39.117-06:002012-03-24T10:13:39.117-06:00Loved the old pictures, soooo nostalgic. they brin...Loved the old pictures, soooo nostalgic. they bring back old memories of my child hood. when times were so serine and safe. nothing like today. thank you for sharing. now i feel like going to antique stores, just for the memory of it. God Bless you RoseAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663398791637157517.post-17871646058883058902012-03-23T21:30:24.316-06:002012-03-23T21:30:24.316-06:00When I was about 3, my Dad worked at the Wonder Br...When I was about 3, my Dad worked at the Wonder Bread factory in St. Louis. I can still remember the smell of fresh baked bread on his clothes when he would come home from working the night shift, just as I was waking up in the morning. He wore a white uniform and a hat (the kind a soda jerk would wear.) He would give me the change in his pocket for me to put in my piggy bank. Which he would always take back out before payday would come. Thanks for helping me recall my own childhood memories!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663398791637157517.post-11195117770839561202012-03-16T06:31:31.822-06:002012-03-16T06:31:31.822-06:00I have loved these memories you have written for y...I have loved these memories you have written for you granddaughters! I grew up in the country so I couldn't ride my tricycle to town but we would leave the house in the morning and head off on the farm and grandma knew we were "somewhere" on the 200 acres they owned! The joys and innocence of childhood...<br /><br />Have a great weekend!<br /><br />LindaLBPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05251317897435993490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663398791637157517.post-5889783735511825512012-03-16T06:31:26.808-06:002012-03-16T06:31:26.808-06:00I have loved these memories you have written for y...I have loved these memories you have written for you granddaughters! I grew up in the country so I couldn't ride my tricycle to town but we would leave the house in the morning and head off on the farm and grandma knew we were "somewhere" on the 200 acres they owned! The joys and innocence of childhood...<br /><br />Have a great weekend!<br /><br />LindaLBPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05251317897435993490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663398791637157517.post-5932297454427268042012-03-15T21:20:30.923-06:002012-03-15T21:20:30.923-06:00Hi Shirley,
What lovely photos, and I love all ...Hi Shirley, <br /> What lovely photos, and I love all the nostalgia! Thanks for sharing such wonderful memories! :) xo Heathervintage greyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04244334698699187987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663398791637157517.post-43282312464034589802012-03-15T18:40:10.335-06:002012-03-15T18:40:10.335-06:00Hi Shirley,
My name is Deanna and I came over via ...Hi Shirley,<br />My name is Deanna and I came over via The Little Red Hen at Home. <br /><br />I adored the vintage photos of your childhood and so thoroughly enjoyed reading about your Grandmother Zetta. <br /><br />I can't tell you how I loved seeing her sitting on that horse with her apron. I can just imagine that she might have felt someone was lolly-gagging around not doing their chores and she was going to find out who it was!<br /><br />I am also guilty of eating Miracle Whip sandwiches. My husband eats ketchup sandwiches!<br /><br />I'll be back for another visit real soon!<br /><br />Deanna :DDeannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04290423239878428526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663398791637157517.post-72898238614677816642012-03-15T18:00:31.658-06:002012-03-15T18:00:31.658-06:00Shirley,
I laughed out loud just now. I didn'...Shirley,<br /><br />I laughed out loud just now. I didn't think there was anyone else in the world who ate Miracle Whip on white bread as a favorite snack. Sometimes I even used three pieces and doubled up on the Miracle Whip! I just can't get over how much we have in common! I confess that every once in awhile, I make one on the dreaded white Wonder Bread just for old time's sake.<br /><br />BetsyBetsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12666343108502030118noreply@blogger.com