My Home Town

In homage to Sara’s much smaller town and to Barb’s snob-ness. lol


My town got a stop light my junior year. Closed school early and had a parade. I’d say the Mayor turned out but I’m not sure we had one. (does a village have a mayor?)

Gas Station. 1. John’s Certified. He had full service if you needed it and two whole pumps!

Groceries. 2. One that the popular kids worked at and one that the nerds worked at. My sister worked at the nerdy. I wasn’t able to work at either. Lol

Dairy Bar. The knock off Dairy Queen that was only open in the spring and summer. The cheerleaders worked here so they wouldn’t have to quit during football season. I was definitely not allowed to work there. I was barely allowed to look up from the ground when I ordered!

Friday football nights. Fireman waffles. They were powdered sugar coated waffles that were to die for! Everyone came to stand in line after the football games. You got all the latest gossip in those lines.

Sunday you went to church to pass on that gossip to the less fortunate who could not partake of fireman waffles. lol We had at least 5 churches within the village limits. The town was nothing if not “holy” in image.

Only kids to get “A’s” in drivers ed. were the kids who were raised on a farm and could drive a tractor from the time they could walk. The teacher would sleep in the back of the car unless you were running errands for him at the feed and seed store.

Every year we would have a Donkey Basketball game between the teachers and the football players. Yes, the guys would ride real donkeys and try to play basketball in the gym. You smelled donkey stink in there for weeks afterwards!

The neighbors knew more about me than I did. In fact, the next door neighbor came to talk to me about wearing a bra! How embarrassing!

And yes, the coup de grace. Can you guess what was at the end of Cemetery Road? A gold star if you guess right!