tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16443701.post115232648170067170..comments2023-10-30T11:48:18.515-04:00Comments on MUSHY'S MOOCHINGS: LEARNING TO FACE LIFE’S LITTLE PROBLEMSfuzzbert_1999@yahoo.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08523386203834736598noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16443701.post-36879601380366615002010-05-23T20:46:22.804-04:002010-05-23T20:46:22.804-04:00Great post. How'd that one get past me?
My e...Great post. How'd that one get past me? <br /><br />My earliest memories are of Bermuda, where I was born. The most dramatic one involves me being in the back seat of a ladies car. She must have been the nursery school lady, going around picking kids up. <br /><br />A bunch of us were in the back seat standing up. there was a baby laying in the back seat. The car must have hit a bump and the baby went flyin' down to the floor, hitting it's head on something. It screamed for it's life and bled all over everything.<br /><br />Another memory is of seeing that kid and it's folks at the hospital later, with a bandage on it's head.<br /><br />I've got about 5 specific memories of Bermuda, which is good since I was only 3 when we left.FHBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04261425729050948728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16443701.post-1152332379335840542006-07-08T00:19:00.000-04:002006-07-08T00:19:00.000-04:00Goddess...yeah, the unbuckling sound was punishmen...Goddess...yeah, the unbuckling sound was punishment enough at times. My dad would also fold the belt in half and snap it together making a loud popping sound that sent chills up your spine!fuzzbert_1999@yahoo.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08523386203834736598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16443701.post-1152332296979096642006-07-08T00:18:00.000-04:002006-07-08T00:18:00.000-04:00Ali - you never heard of the Secret City? Wow!Go ...Ali - you never heard of the Secret City? Wow!<BR/><BR/>Go to http://smithdray.angeltowns.net/or/sch.htm or Google it and you'll be well informed.<BR/><BR/><BR/>They were working on the first A-Bomb there and until it was dropped on Japan everything was cloaked in secreacy!fuzzbert_1999@yahoo.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08523386203834736598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16443701.post-1152331899136463692006-07-08T00:11:00.000-04:002006-07-08T00:11:00.000-04:00Ok, I *had* to laugh about the line about your dad...Ok, I *had* to laugh about the line about your dad and his belt. My dad was ALWAYS threatening us with the belt, and all he'd have to do was make the unhooking motion and we went running;)*Goddess*https://www.blogger.com/profile/03012831511206842735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16443701.post-1152331805395661012006-07-08T00:10:00.000-04:002006-07-08T00:10:00.000-04:00great memories :) I'm interested to hear more abo...great memories :) I'm interested to hear more about the "secret city" -- I've never heard of such a thing! Why did they do this? And when did they stop? That sounds wild! :)Zizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17571034659715753557noreply@blogger.com