Lest you think I am not having a good time ever. . .
Once a month my Daddy's family gathers for a potluck at one of his siblings' homes. Several of the cousins are also gathering with the siblings--for years it was our parents' thing. We always have a wonderful time--there are LOTS of stories to relive and things to laugh about. Several of us had quite exciting times as children--our own children lived highly restricted lives because WE knew too much!!
This past weekend--it is always the first Saturday of the month--one cousin asked if I remembered "smoking monkeys". I had totally forgotten them! They were toys. Came with little paper "cigarettes" which you lit with a match (yes, we had matches and most of us carried pocket knives too), then blew out the flame and the cigarette would smolder away. Very, very funny. I loved those crazy toys.
That particular cousin's husband came over and sat down and we asked, do you remember "smoking monkeys"?? And he said he didn't ever have one but he saw one. And we said which kind, how big was it?? He looked funny and said it was normal-sized!!
He had actually seen a REAL LIVE monkey that smoked real cigarettes!!! Cracked us up.
Someday we're going to hurt ourselves laughing.
Smoking monkey at eBay--a completed auction.
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This post was read in my mind in your voice with all its familiar inflection. What a fun experience.
ReplyDeleteMy mom has been posting on her blog about things and events from her own memory of the past. It has been a fascinating and often fun journey backwards in time. This post of yours reminded me much of my mom's posts.
Your mom and I share many things, I'm sure, besides our common love for you and your family! I suspect we are not too many years apart.
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