”If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping with a mosquito.”
The morning is cloudy and damp. Rain is predicted. The only sounds I hear are the songs of birds. A male cardinal was at the feeder as were nuthatches and a chickadee or two.
When I was a kid, our TV was in the corner of the living room. It was, as all TV’s were, black and white. It had an antennae with rabbit ears wrapped in aluminum foil which was supposed to give us a better picture. I remember turning the antenna to find the best picture while my father gave directions like left or more to the right or hold it there. Whoever was closest to the TV had to get up and change the channel. When the TV needed service, my father would take out the tubes in the back. That always ended in disaster. He’d bring the tubes to the TV appliance store where the guy would check them and replace the bad ones. My father would bring them all home. He had no idea where the tubes belonged. He’d tinker for a while, unsuccessfully, then call the repairman to the house.
My father often cooked breakfast on Sunday mornings. He always made bacon and eggs. The eggs were fried in the bacon grease. He made sure to keep the yolks intact. I’d do my own toast. In my mind’s eye I can still see him at the stove minding the eggs.
My father hunted mosquitos. His weapon was a rolled up magazine. I remember waking up when my bed shook. My father, with his weapon, was moving on my bed trying to whack mosquitos on the ceiling. Standing on the bed was for added height. The ceiling had spots of smushed mosquito bodies.
We are all sharing the couch. I have one end, Nala has the other, and Henry is between us. This happens every morning. The dogs are creatures of habit.
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September 2, 2024 at 12:00 am
Hi Kat,
We actually had some rain this evening. The high was actually chilly at 93°.
When I was a little kid we had a Crosley TV, it had a 10 inch screen. Later, we had a Zenith TV with the very first remote control. It was a 21 inch Black and White screen. We had an outside antenna instead of rabbit ears.
After my father retired, at 60 he really got into cooking and baking. He never married after my mother died and he cooked breakfast and lunches, but we ate out most nights. Once he stopped working he cooked most meals.
September 2, 2024 at 12:19 am
Hi Bob,
I’m glad you finally got some rain. Did you wear a sweater?
After the TV with the antenna, we got a TV in a huge console with two doors. What is humorous was the TV had a small screen. When we moved to the cape, we got a roof antenna as the one with rabbit ears couldn’t bring in the signal. It was too small. Cable wasn’t available so we could only get 4 stations.
My father was the barbecue master but other than that Sunday breakfast he did no other cooking. He died long before my mother.