Remember When: Old Songs

I don't watch much television or very many movies. I'd rather be on the computer or reading a book. Doug, however, loves movies. He can sit all day and into the night watching one movie after another.

The other evening I was propped up in bed reading a book. We have a small house so Doug in his chair in the living room is about the same distance from me on the bed. Funny, I never noticed that before.

Anyway, I don't know what movie he was watching but suddenly I heard, "Trailer for sale or rent. Room to let 50 cents . . . King of the Road." How many of you remember that song? Well, it took me flying back through time to the kitchen in the house I grew up in.

Mom had a Roger Miller album that she played quite often. She was also dating a guy named Bob who went around singing that song all the time. He was tall, very slender and always dressed nice. I remember liking him.

(Main street in the town I grew up in.)

 

What amazes me is I remember who sang that song and could probably even tell you most of the lyrics. I haven't thought of that song in years. It came out in 1964 (the only part of this post I had to look up). I was eleven.

The point of all of this is you just never know when a memory will come flying in the window. Don't let it get away. Write it down as soon as possible. 

 

Memoir Prompts:

 

What songs bring back memories of your childhood?

 

Write about your parents friends.

 

What did your parents collect or do for hobbies?

 

Did you ever have a Kool-Aid or lemonade stand?

 

Did you ever have watermelon seed spitting contests?

 

What is your favorite fruit?

 

Have you ever travelled abroad?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



M is for . . .

When I was growing up Mom often worked two jobs to support my sister and I. Betty was ten years older and getting on with her own life. I spent many summers with my aunt and uncle and/or grandparents in other towns.

For second grade I spent the entire year with my grandparents. I don't remember a lot except it was a good year. I wasn't teased and tormented as I always was at home. I had friends and enjoyed the rural school. The year stands out in many ways.

I remember going to music class and learning the song from this plaque.

I still remember it very clearly.

Grandma had a doctor's appointment in a nearby larger town and I found this present for my Mom. I don't know if it was for her birthday in March or for Mother's Day.

She always kept it. Now I have it hanging in my hallway.

 

On the back I wrote:

"to Mother I love you from Rita"

 

 

When I became a mother my Mom was on cloud nine.

Here she is with my seven day old daughter.

Every picture I have of them during those first months Mom is just sitting and staring at her.

 

I'd never noticed that before I started looking for a photo for this blog.

Happy Mother's Day Mom and Jessica.

Both great mothers.

Mother

             M is for the million things she gave to me.

                                  O means only that she's getting old.
                                  T is for the tears she shed to save me.
                                  H is for her heart of purest gold.
                                  E is for her eyes with love light shining.
                                  R means right and right she'll always be.

Put them all together they spell

MOTHER

A word that means the world to me.

 

(Garden City, Kansas)

Remember When: Photograph Dilemma

I've been pondering "The Photograph Dilemma."

 

What to do with all these family pictures that I can't identify that were my Mom's or my Grandma's or other family members'.

Friends who are special to me but mean nothing to my extended family.

But also all these animal, flower and other photographs that I love to take.

Do I leave them for my descendants?

Will they care?

Should I just scan them all?

 

For example. There was the trip to the Phoenix Zoo

with my grandson's last year.

The dragon.

And the big cats.

These pictures are cool and they bring back memories

but how many of them do we need?

Of course, there are always the "no question" photos like

this one of my husband and youngest grandson.

 

In this digital age I worry about these photos surviving. Will the computers of the future hold them? Will I loose them all somewhere along the way?

I know all the rules of backups and putting them in different locations. I still worry.

Are you dealing with "The Photograph Dilemma?"

 

Memoir Prompts:

 

Did you enjoy going through family photos as a child?

 

Who is the keeper of the photos in your family? Have scans or copies been shared?

 

Have you ever had a flat tire? Did you change it yourself?

 

What special memories do certain flowers bring back to you?

 

Did you or your kids ever eat the pet food?

 

What is your favorite type of bird?

 

Do you have photos of where you live now? Of the neighborhood that might be changing?

 

 

 

 

 

 



Remembering Mom

 My mother passed away 23 years ago today. I'm finding it harder and harder to remember her. My grandkids never got to meet her. I'm working to save the memories and record them.

This was Mom's cirrus plant. Every year it blooms around Mother's Day. Today the little buds are coming out. It may just bloom by Sunday. Last year I took some "babies" off this plant to my daughter in Washington.

This is my Mom when she worked for the Great Bend, Kansas police department. I always wanted to wear a uniform just like hers.

 

Some more memories:

 

One year while my husband and I were dating Mom hung mistletoe in her hallway. Doug "cornered" her and gave her a big kiss. She turned bright red and took off down the hall.

 

Not long after we moved to Arizona we went ruin hunting out in the desert. Mom found a pile of beans and as she kicked them around with her toe she asked if they could be eaten. My cousin said no as they weren't beans but deer droppings. Every meal we had together he brought up the "beans."

 

Mom had a little brown and tan dish that was always filled with salt. When she cooked she never used a shaker but took a pinch of salt from that bowl.

 

Grandma always told this story about Mom when she was little. One year when they went to visit her Mother, Mom asked what they were having for dinner and was told pot roast. Mom wanted chicken. So she went out to the chicken pen and killed a chicken. They had chicken with the pot roast.

 

Mom loved to garden and could grow anything. She wanted a Bird of Paradise but for some reason couldn't get one to grow. I don't know how many she went through but she finally succeeded and it was beautiful.

 

You never left Mom's house hungry or with empty hands.

 

She loved to watch her "soaps" and my daughter is still addicted.

 

Her favorite singer was Jim Reeves. She wore out many of his records. She also liked Nat King Cole and Bobby Vinton.

 

Her favorite color was orange and her favorite flowers were roses.

 

Miss you, Mom.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Remember When: Inner Critic

Artists, writers and other creative folk are all aware of their Inner Critic, monkey mind, inner editor . . . whatever.

A few years ago I had the thought of coming up with a physical critter. It took about a year to decide on how to do it. The final inspiration came from an Internet class by Tam at Willowing.

This is one of the Inner Critics who has gone to live with somebody else.

The concept is that when you are feeling blocked or getting
down on yourself for some reason just pick up this little
critter and let him know its time to ZIP IT!!

Believe it or not, that physical action can actually break the chatter
and you can get back to what you are doing with a new outlook.

The Inner Critic plays a big part in writing memoir. Not only
are you writing, a creative pursuit, but you are dealing with memories, emotions, confusion, and perhaps guilt.

One way to break through is to just keep writing, don't let those
things get in the way. Keep the pen moving or the keyboard tapping.
If you do get caught up in a negative memory or thought or even just the chatter; write that down, and then get back to the subject of the session.

Or try an Inner Critic.

I was just reminded of something my hairdresser said a few years ago when I was complaining about my hair (paraphrased for the current subject):

Embrace your inner critic.

Keep on writing those memoirs!!

Memoir Prompts:

Write about something you wish you could forget.

 

Did you read pop magazines as a teen?

 

What are some of your favorite words: just because of the way they sound?

 

Write about your least favorite grade school teacher.

 

Have you ever had a garden of your own?

 

What is your favorite bird? Why?

 

What are some things that really irritate you?

 

 

 

 

 

Z = Zane Grey: A to Z Blogging Challenge

  Zane Grey was and is a beloved western history writer who spent many years in the Rim Country of Arizona.
 

I visited the original cabin in about 1981. It was located along the Tonto Creek about 18 miles east of Payson. Beautiful country for camping, fishing and just spending a day in the forest. The cabin was built in the early 1920s and remained until it was burned during the Dude Fire in 1990. It contained one large room with the popular decor of the Old West. A small detached kitchen was behind the cabin.

While there I purchased this paperback of one of his most famous books. It still graces my bookshelves along with this one about the Hashknife brand which I've written about twice during this challenge.

 

From 1918 to 1929 Grey spent most of his time in northern Arizona researching and writing the westerns he became famous for. He was the author of 60 novels, 200 short stories, non-fiction articles and over 100 movies.

 

A replica of the original cabin was opened in Payson's Green Valley Park in 2005. It is part of the Rim Country Museum.

 

 

For more information about the Zane Grey cabin and museum visit Payson.


For those who read my earlier post introducing the Four Cs of Arizona Economy the answer is:

cattle, citrus, copper, cotton and climate

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Y = Yuma: A to Z Blogging Challenge

Yuma, Arizona was, in the 30s and 40s, the marriage mecca for Hollywood stars. Fast and easy marriages were the draw for the stars before Arizona added the pre-marital blood test. The age of consent was only fifteen which also drew its fair share of brides and grooms.  

Loretta Young and Grant Withers jumped on a plane for Yuma and were married on January 26, 1930 by Justice of the Peace Earl A. Freeman who went on to perform so many marriages he  became known as "The Marrying Judge."

In 1931 Mary Astor and Gloria Swanson were both married there.
 

In 1932 Tom Mix married Mabel Hubbell on the courthouse steps in front of a crowd of fans.

Errol Flynn, John Barrymore, Bette Davis and Claudette Colbert were all married in Yuma.

Mary Astor was married again in Yuma in 1937 along with Helen Burgess and Anita Page. Stan Laurel was also married there; three times.

Many still travel to Yuma to be married the the process is slower and must start with the Yuma County Clerk of the Superior Court.

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X = X-Diamond Ranch: A to Z Blogging Challenge

 The X-Diamond Ranch is located near Greer in northeastern Arizona. I visited there a few years ago to do research on my book about the death of Ike Clanton; Arizona outlaw and survivor of the Gunfight at the O. K. Corral.

Besides being a working ranch there are cabin rentals, horseback riding and fishing.

I didn't have time for all of that but I did tour The Little House Museum which was a delight.

 

The museum is filled with treasures, all beautifully displayed.

The buggy John Wayne used on his ranch and in some of his movies. Wayne's ranch is just down the road from the X-Diamond.

The displays show the life of the pioneers who settled that part of Arizona when it was still a territory.

 

The music display includes a Nickelodeon with old saloon music.

 

Visit X-Diamond Ranch to learn more about the history and services of this beautiful setting.

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W = Willcox: A to Z Blogging Challenge

 Willcox, Arizona is in the southeastern part of the state along Interstate 10. It is a quiet town surrounded by cattle ranches, orchards and vineyards.

We used to spend quite a bit of time there as part of the Warren Earp Days. The youngest of the Earp brothers was killed in 1900 in the Headquarters Saloon and is buried in the local cemetery.

Railroad Avenue is the heart of the historic district and is home to the Rex Allen Museum.

Rex Allen was an actor, singer and songwriter. One of my favorite items in the museum was a pair of cowboy boots made into golfing shoes. That's dedication. He was born about 40 miles from Willcox and lived there until he left to tour as a rodeo rider. He later starred in 19 Westerns with his white horse, Koko.

Rex Allen died in Tucson at the age of 78 and his cremains scattered at the Railroad Park in Willcox.

At the time we were going down there on a regular basis the Marty Robbins Museum was in Glendale, Arizona. It has since moved to Willcox.

Marty Robbins was a top singer and songwriter in country and western and pop recordings. He was born in Glendale and lived there until he joined the US Navy in World War II. On his return to the Phoenix area he did local performances until he was discovered and moved to the Grand Ole Opry.
He was also a Nascar race driver and acted in various movies.

The best apple pie I've ever had was from Stout's Cider Farm. Sadly the economy forced them close as it has so many small businesses. I wrote about one of their pies here.

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V = Vortexes: A to Z Blogging Challenge

   Vortexes, or energy centers, have brought an unexpected fame to the beautiful area around Sedona, Arizona. Many people report a strong uplifting experiences among the red rocks; especially Bell Rock.

Vortexes are formed by spiraling spiritual energy. It is believed the strength of the vortexes in Sedona and Oak Creek Canyon are unequaled in the United States if not the world.

Once an Old West town where many of the classic westerns were filmed Sedona took on a new feel with the entrance of New Age stores and numerous retreats. Some of the classic movies filmed here were "Angel and the Badman," "Blood on the Moon," "3:10 to Yuma" and "Stagecoach." Some of the stars who worked in the area were Errol Flynn, John Wayne, Joan Crawford, James Stewart and Elvis Presley.

Events held in the area are the Sedona International Film Festival, the Sedona Bluegrass Festival and the Sedona Jazz on the Rocks Festival.

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U = Uncle Sam Steamboat: A to Z Blogging Challenge

 The Uncle Sam Steamboat was the first steamboat to run the lower portion of the Colorado River. It was launched in 1852 by James Turnbull to supply goods to Fort Yuma. Sadly the Uncle Sam sank in May 1853 and it wasn't until 1855 that travel along the river became routine.

Fort Yuma was established after the Mexican-American war in 1848 on the California side of the river, across from Yuma where the Arizona Territorial Prison would later be built. Transportation of troops and supplies through the desert was taxing and dangerous.

The Colorado Steam Navigation Company continued to grow and by 1876 there were several steamers. Sandbars were a constant problem which was solved by Captain Mellon who learned to turn the boat around and use the side paddle-wheel to dig their way through.

Travelers often slept on deck to catch any bit of breeze possible. It took up to fifteen days to make the trip up the river from the Gulf of California to Fort Yuma. That time was cut down as better boats were introduced to the river.

Today canoeing, kayaking and other water sports are popular along the Colorado River including the Colorado King paddleboat sternwheeler.

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Remember When: Birthdays

Last week was my husbands birthday. We don't usually do much with gifts but we do enjoy going out to eat. We've always chosen where we want to go on our birthdays but this year I felt like trying something different.

I didn't tell Doug where we were going until we got in the car and then I only said Fashion Square Mall. He made a few guesses because he knows the area so well, and one was right but I didn't tell him that until we were about there. Then I admitted we were going to P. F. Chang's.

We always go early so there are no crowds and enjoy a nice quiet meal.

Then we go "walk it off."

We had never been to the Scottsdale Waterfront so that was our destination after the meal, part of my plan since it is all one big connected area.

 

They have taken what was once the canal and built up around it and added artwork and pathways and shops and made it into a great place to relax.

Doug, who is an Arizona native, gets a kick out of that but I figure it's good somebody finally did something with what was once ugly wasted space.

 

People bring their dogs, bicycles and jogging shoes and it was quite an experience.

 

One piece of artwork caught my eye so I had to get a photo of the pony express.

Doug pointed out the Hashknife brand on one of the horses, something he learned about by reading my post here.

He was pretty proud of himself.

 

We walked around and window shopped and ended up over at Fashion Square which I hadn't been in since our daughter worked there in high school.

 

We were still full from dinner so we bought a couple of sodas and pie to go at one of the shops and brought it home. He had apple and I had coconut cream. Yummy.

 

We had a wonderful evening and Doug said the element of surprise just added to the "specialness."

By the way, anybody for a penthouse?

 

Memoir Prompts:

 

Describe a special birthday you planned for someone.

 

Describe  special birthday somebody planned for you.

 

Do you pick up pennies, dimes, nickles on the sidewalk

or just pass them by?

 

What type of outdoor art do you enjoy?

 

When was the last time you rode a bicycle?

 

Do you remember your first bike?

 

How do you react to panhandlers?

Have you ever panhandled yourself?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

T = Taliesin West: A to Z Blogging Challenge

 Taliesin West is a mystical tour of Frank Lloyd Wright's vision in the Arizona desert. I've always been somewhat aware of the famous architect and his life (we were married in a church designed by him) but not an avid fan. I'm drawn to architecture from much earlier eras.

Wright began construction on his winter home and studio in 1937 and continued working on it until his death in 1959. It is now the home of the Frank Lloyd Wright Foundation and the Frank Lloyd Wright School of Architecture.

I toured the buildings and grounds a couple of years ago with a book club group and really couldn't believe my eyes.

Wright built a studio, home, theater and various other buildings designed to be a part of the desert.

With an amazing view of the northern section of the Valley of the Sun and the Camelback Mountain the campus is still a mecca for artists; some who have lived on the grounds for many years.

Surprises can be found at every turn and sadly the tour itself doesn't allow for time to let it all sink in.

 

Taliesin West is a must see when visiting central Arizona.

 

For more information on Taliesin West go here.

 

 

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S = Salome: A to Z Blogging Challenge

 Salome is a town in the desert of southwestern Arizona and was once the home of Dick Wick Hall, Sr.
I'd never heard of him or possibly even Salome when a friend gave me a copy of this book in the early 1990s.

Hall was a humorist who began writing in post-World War I days. With the boom of the automobile stops along the route to Los Angeles were needed and Hall found his home in what he called the "Laughing Gas Station."

His humor eventually drew the attention of the Saturday Evening Post and Salome became famous.

 

He began by putting humorous signs up along both sides of the highway telling people to stop at the Laughing Gas Station where they could find Free Hot Air, meet the lady dancer and the frog.

 

We made a quick stop a few years ago so I could get a picture of the old place. Apparently as I got out of the car to take the photos kicked my husbands wallet out which was stuck into the top of my purse at my feet. We didn't realize it until we got home and called the local sheriff who went looking. The wallet never showed up and we never had any issues. At least somebody was fairly honest in old Salome.

 

That Salome Frog

For the Love of Mike, Don't Laugh at me

But lend me your Ear and Some Sympathy,

For Out in the Desert here I am Stuck --

A Dog Goned Frog and all our of Luck;

I was Hatched out here by some Mistake --

Three Hundred Miles from the Nearest Lake,

And all the Water I can get to Drink

Is what Leaks out of the Kitchen Sink.

 

Salome is a town of Nineteen Folks

Who Live on Sunshine, Sand and Jokes,

Where it needs No Law to Keep you Dry --

For even the Clouds all Pass us By --

And All I can Do is to Think and Sit

And Wish that I could Get Used to it,

THAT'S WHY I Look so Sad and Grim --

SEVEN YEARS OLD -- AND I CAN'T SWIM.

 

"An Arizona Alibi: The Desert Humor of Dick Wick Hall, Sr: Arizona's First Famous Humorist" compiled by Frances D. Nutt with a foreword by Barry Goldwater.

 

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