tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post3839089715646604359..comments2024-03-28T18:50:23.094-05:00Comments on Far Side of Fifty: Wistful Wednesday :1958Far Side of Fiftyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07995757632158408442noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-81334167588696040642012-04-26T21:11:09.588-05:002012-04-26T21:11:09.588-05:00The dress is beautiful. I have no clothes from wh...The dress is beautiful. I have no clothes from when I was a child. However, we moved a few times and Mom usually did not keep stuff once we outgrew it.<br />Second grade - - - I had a "boyfriend" who drew pictures of horses for me.<br />It's wonderful what a great influence this teacher had on your future interest in plants. Look at all the people who are now being reached and educated about the flowers in your area through your blog - - - and it started with one teacher. Pretty amazing - - - like one stone tossed into the water but its ripples reach out to the edges of its territory.Lyndahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12404589772713955710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-25010541859137490932012-04-26T05:54:59.986-05:002012-04-26T05:54:59.986-05:00What a treasure the dress is. I enjoyed reading y...What a treasure the dress is. I enjoyed reading your memories very much.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-1372897218513762072012-04-25T17:36:51.559-05:002012-04-25T17:36:51.559-05:00My kind of post. I do love the dress. How fortunat...My kind of post. I do love the dress. How fortunate someone saved it for you.rkbsnanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03823260788452105326noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-19664426383412892372012-04-25T17:02:01.793-05:002012-04-25T17:02:01.793-05:00I love that you have the dress you wore in the pic...I love that you have the dress you wore in the picture. How cool!Dreaminghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02113432418609414054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-59132192454652527082012-04-25T14:35:29.904-05:002012-04-25T14:35:29.904-05:00How can ya talk too much at lunch...isn't that...How can ya talk too much at lunch...isn't that 'free' time? Heeehehehe!!!<br /><br />Your little dress has aged well, what a splendid treasure that is. The only thing I have of mine are bronzed baby shoes. <br /><br />Totally enjoyed the post sweetie!!<br /><br />God bless ya and have an awesome day!!! :o)Nezzy (Cow Patty Surprise)https://www.blogger.com/profile/10175389676508928061noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-74032696059806587702012-04-25T14:32:56.761-05:002012-04-25T14:32:56.761-05:00Enjoyed your post. That is a great dress. :o)Enjoyed your post. That is a great dress. :o)LindaGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12203719919661519350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-58553531248428109352012-04-25T14:28:30.393-05:002012-04-25T14:28:30.393-05:00Teacher comments in those days covered everything ...Teacher comments in those days covered everything and then some. I wish I could see some of the things I said on report cards on my first year teaching in 1958. I'll bet some of my students are still laughing about what I said. Some of it was so unimportant.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-87955012114005405972012-04-25T12:30:09.842-05:002012-04-25T12:30:09.842-05:00OMG! You have the dress! That's just amazing...OMG! You have the dress! That's just amazingly cool! Wow!<br />I got in trouble for talking all the time, not just at lunch. In fact lunch was the one time I didn't get in trouble for it...well, along with recess. ;)Ritahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02043285884495492598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-5683641215005198092012-04-25T11:33:42.901-05:002012-04-25T11:33:42.901-05:00Your teacher's assessment could have been writ...Your teacher's assessment could have been written about me (and probably a hundred other girls in the 2nd grade.) Always talking too much.<br /><br />Love the dress. Didn't we dress up nicely to go to school then? (I'm quite a bit older than you - 2nd grade in 1938-39.marluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15933107449114317646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-49522305904275711822012-04-25T10:42:40.163-05:002012-04-25T10:42:40.163-05:00What great memories of your second grade. I love ...What great memories of your second grade. I love that dress, it is nice to be able to remember how things were. I just have one question, I thought lunch time was for talking. At least it wasn't in class.Martihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09722030738977332998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-68942376909165450582012-04-25T10:03:40.918-05:002012-04-25T10:03:40.918-05:00What wonderful memories. Funny...it was always my...What wonderful memories. Funny...it was always my mouth that got me in trouble too....still does occasionally! LOL! What a cutie you were and what a pretty dress!Sam I Am......https://www.blogger.com/profile/17358633233189452832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-14583512182328037602012-04-25T08:41:38.913-05:002012-04-25T08:41:38.913-05:00Yes I am second on the left in the center row..I a...Yes I am second on the left in the center row..I am wearing the dress:)Far Side of Fiftyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07995757632158408442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-60387466041895375082012-04-25T08:30:13.981-05:002012-04-25T08:30:13.981-05:00I too really love your stories and good golly, I t...I too really love your stories and good golly, I thought the lunch room was the one place you were allowed to talk! :)MTWagginhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17823827748782425907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-87588605513501373122012-04-25T08:28:37.992-05:002012-04-25T08:28:37.992-05:00Meredith and I were comparing dresses the other da...Meredith and I were comparing dresses the other day. One from me as a toddler, and one of hers. Both made by my mother. The pattern was almost identical.<br /><br />A friend and I figured out where our grade five teacher lived. We went to visit and she invited us in for tea.<br /><br />Love reading your old stories, and it brings back memories of similar things in my childhood:)Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08938874724231860923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-3509272630800584622012-04-25T08:14:48.767-05:002012-04-25T08:14:48.767-05:00I just love your stories :-).I just love your stories :-).thecrazysheepladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10835269631172344336noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-39474102034914190552012-04-25T07:46:13.903-05:002012-04-25T07:46:13.903-05:00I love seeing your old photos. I have very few of...I love seeing your old photos. I have very few of my childhood and I don't think I have any of my husbands. You didn't point out which one is you. I am guessing you are the 2nd from the left on the second row. How did I do? It that you?LynneFtWorthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00266589506682171698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-753551783504856122012-04-25T07:28:44.956-05:002012-04-25T07:28:44.956-05:00I never lived anywhere that my teachers lived near...I never lived anywhere that my teachers lived nearby. Your life has been one of continuity throughout, and even having kept your dresses! I am amazed, it's so different from my own nomadic life. I have favorite dresses, too, but they only exist in my memory.DJanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07152183871573797791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-64484238448344218592012-04-25T07:21:42.249-05:002012-04-25T07:21:42.249-05:00OMG, that's hilarious! I remember when me and ...OMG, that's hilarious! I remember when me and my cousins would sit lined up like a train and scratch each other's backs. After a few minutes, the person at the front of the train would have to go to the back. You never really got to totally enjoy your back scratch unless you were at the front.TxFarmhousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15940044132186476270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-28407722724909403252012-04-25T07:03:23.019-05:002012-04-25T07:03:23.019-05:00WOW ! what great memories for you and to still hav...WOW ! what great memories for you and to still have the dress from then is awesome . I only have some photos of when I was a kid on our farm none of the cloths though they were well worn living on a farm ! Have a great day !Country Gal https://www.blogger.com/profile/08693944554850315123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-85771724787292546732012-04-25T06:33:28.333-05:002012-04-25T06:33:28.333-05:00OMG, I though I was the only one that kept clothes...OMG, I though I was the only one that kept clothes from my youth. So glad to hear, I'm not the only one. No wonder my garage is full of stuff, that I still have to sort through.Muffy's Markshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13826630430126318583noreply@blogger.com