• Re: Terms of Endearment

    From JOE MACKEY@1:135/392 to GEORGE POPE on Friday, December 17, 2021 09:13:28
    CP wrote --

    I was a full-of-**** teen, run away

    I was the good child.
    My 12 years older (Mother's first marriage) brother was the wild child.
    He hung around with semi-greasers, into things like drag racing on city streets, etc.
    My father got many middle of the night calls from the police and
    sheriff's department after had been caught drag racing. He was never arrested, just
    "held".
    After awhile my father got tired of this and told them to keep him
    overnight, tell him nothing, and he would be by in the morning to get him.
    That night in jail stopped a lot of that.

    From then on, all negotiatopns were done differently, by my dad -- no more deep & quiet patience;

    My father never raised his hand to me.
    My mother OTOH was known to direct a well aimed smack to the back of my
    head or my bottom from time to time. I usually learned after the first time not to do that particular thing again. :)

    I was 17 by then, so it was now all pro forma, as on my 19th birthday all could legally wash their hands of this troublemaking punk.

    I was always told when I reached 18 I was on my own.
    And two weeks after high school graduation I was on a east bound train
    from Colorado to do just that.
    And I have never depended on anyone after that. (Except for a job, paid housing, etc).
    My mother taught what I needed to know to be independent and self
    reliant.

    My father was "Doc". He was a GP and what everyone called him, including family members. My mother called him that when referring to him by name.

    Cool! Big city or small town?

    Medium size.
    Huntington at the time had a population of about 80,000 people within the city limits. Many have fled to the suburbs and neighbouring states (lower
    tax reasons mostly) starting around 1960 when the decline began but the metro tri-state pop. is around 100,0

    My brother was always Charles, through his friends called him Mack, short for Mackey.

    Never Charlie or Chuck?

    Nope.
    He dislikes being called Charles, just as I dislike being called William
    (or any variation of that).
    His son was named Charles but always went by Chuck.
    (Charles is an old family name on my mothers side, her father was
    Charles). William is an old Mackey family name and inflicted on some innocent child over the years. My father was William. Probably one reason he went into medicine so he would be called D

    My sister Mary was always called Sissy, even by her friends.

    Cute. Didn't know that happened outside of literature.

    That was a nickname my brother (also named Joe, who was killed in the
    Pacific in 1945) who was two years older than she called her since he had trouble saying Sister as a little boy. ("Leave my Sissy alone" instead of "Leave
    my sister alone").
    But Sissy was a tough old bird who could handle herself, being a tomboy
    and all.

    It took he & I 20 years(mostly estranged) to become brothers

    Mack and I aren't close either. When I was eight he was married and on
    his own and by 10 I was an uncle.
    He and Leona were high school sweethearts and still together after 63
    years.
    Joe
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  • From Daryl Stout@1:2320/33 to JOE MACKEY on Friday, December 17, 2021 12:37:00
    Joe,


    I was the good child.

    So was I...you didn't have the monopoly on being good. <g,d,r>

    That night in jail stopped a lot of that.

    Sounds like what happened to my brother when he got stopped for DWI.

    My father never raised his hand to me.

    Mine did...and with the belt in it.

    My mother OTOH was known to direct a well aimed smack to the back of
    my head or my bottom from time to time. I usually learned after the
    first time not to do that particular thing again. :)

    Experience is the best teacher.

    I was always told when I reached 18 I was on my own.

    As soon as my brother reached 18, he moved out. I moved out when I got married, but moved back in to what was my parents house a little more
    than a year before my Mom died.

    He dislikes being called Charles, just as I dislike being called
    William (or any variation of that).

    Just don't call you "Late For Dinner". <G>

    But Sissy was a tough old bird who could handle herself, being a
    tomboy and all.

    I never knew it took women forever to get ready, and they had to "sit
    for everything" in the bathroom...because I grew up with a brother.

    Mack and I aren't close either. When I was eight he was married and
    on his own and by 10 I was an uncle.

    "Your cousin had a baby, but we don't know if it's a boy or a girl, so
    I don't know whether you're an aunt, or an uncle". <G>

    He and Leona were high school sweethearts and still together after 63 years.

    That's fantastic. This coming Monday would've been my parents 69th
    wedding anniversary, had they lived.

    Daryl

    ... Man swallows frog. Doctors fear he might croak.
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  • From JOE MACKEY@1:135/392 to DARYL STOUT on Saturday, December 18, 2021 09:35:58
    Daryl wrote --

    As soon as my brother reached 18, he moved out. I moved out when I got married, but moved back in to what was my parents house a little more than a year before my Mom died.

    I lived into the same building as my mother my first year of college, in
    an apartment on the floor above her.
    Then when I moved back here I stayed at her place about a month until I
    found an apartment.

    But Sissy was a tough old bird who could handle herself, being a tomboy and all.

    I never knew it took women forever to get ready, and they had to "sit
    for everything" in the bathroom...because I grew up with a brother.

    Sissy was 25 years my senior (father's first marriage) and more of an
    aunt than a sister. She had been on her own for years, married and separated, etc.
    She only lived with the family that time from 1958-63. She moved to the
    DC area in November, 1963, and other than a Christmas card that year never
    hear from her again. Until I read her obit a few years ago.

    He and Leona were high school sweethearts and still together after 63 years.

    That's fantastic. This coming Monday would've been my parents 69th
    wedding anniversary, had they lived.

    His son Chuck has been married to the same woman for about 40 years.
    His daughter married once and a widow since '01.
    Joe

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  • From Ron L.@1:120/616 to JOE MACKEY on Sunday, December 19, 2021 08:37:40
    JOE MACKEY wrote to GEORGE POPE <=-

    My mother OTOH was known to direct a well aimed smack to the back of
    my head or my bottom from time to time. I usually learned after the
    first time not to do that particular thing again. :)

    Bill Engvall did a joke along the lines of:
    When I was 12, I had ADD for about 10 seconds. My dad was yelling at me for something and my mind wandered off for a moment.
    *SMACK* And it cured my ADD for good.

    My mother taught what I needed to know to be independent and self reliant.

    Same here (just more people taught me). I'm amazed at how many dependant people I see today.


    ... I'm not worthless. I can always serve as a bad example.
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  • From JOE MACKEY@1:135/392 to RON L. on Monday, December 20, 2021 05:13:38
    Ron wrote --

    When I was 12, I had ADD for about 10 seconds. My dad was yelling at me for something and my mind wandered off for a moment.
    *SMACK* And it cured my ADD for good.

    The rulers the nuns had up their sleeves in school taught me that as
    well. A light smack across the knuckles ended those daydreaming periods.

    My mother taught what I needed to know to be independent and self reliant.

    Same here (just more people taught me). I'm amazed at how many dependant > people I see today.

    I think a lot of that comes from "helicopter parents" who swoop down at
    the first bit of problems their child has and blames the other person not
    the child for the problem.
    Children, as they do grow, go from complete dependence on others (new
    borns to about five), then have a independence streak where they want free
    from their parents and restrictions from about five or six though their teens. They want to do what they want
    A good parent will teach their kids actions have consequences, for good
    or bad.
    Kids need to learn they can't have everything they want but too many
    parents give them things, rather than love. And sometimes tough love.
    They begin to believe they are entitled, by simply being alive, they are owed things and throw temper tandems if they don't get their way.
    I see this as a generational thing. Today's generation of young people (with exceptions) as having a mass temper tandem and no one is willing to
    tell them no.
    Joe
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  • From Daryl Stout@1:2320/33 to JOE MACKEY on Monday, December 20, 2021 10:53:00
    Joe,

    I see this as a generational thing. Today's generation of young
    people (with exceptions) as having a mass temper tandem and no one is willing to tell them no.

    Sounds like the tagline below. :P

    Daryl

    ... I'm NOT spoiled!! AM NOT!! AM NOT!! AM NOT!! AM NOT!!
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