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Looking Back…Throwback Thursday!

By Pam@IW 19 Comments

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Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.  ~ From The Wonder Years

The right photo sure can stir up sweet memories, memories meant for sharing. We would love to share ours with you. We invite you to join Imperfect Women for Throwback Thursdays. On special Thursdays throughout the year, we will be posting some of our pictures and memories from years past. We hope they will stir some of your own and that you will share them with us too.

Roozerdo Looks Back – 1967

cir 1966I love looking at this picture of me (holding my niece and trying to get her to look at the camera). My sister, who just recently went thru a health scare, has always been frail. Though she is my big sister, I have always protected her. And my brother, Oh Lord, the memories just flood back with him. He is all “crooked” up on that table with that look on his face that is priceless. I am thankful that my siblings are still with me and we love each other so much. Never have we had a cross word to say to each other even though our lives are all completely different {Religion, Sexuality, Marriage}. I was about 6 years old I think making the year to be about 1967. I remember playing with that stove & refrigerator. It was made of tin, not plastic or cardboard. I remember the refrigerator had a separate freezer/frig sections. And was pretty much life like. NOTHING like you would find today. Thank you for letting me share my story. I hope everyone who reads has similar happy memories of their childhood. ”

Jen Looks Back – 1992

I dedicate this to my sister, Jodie. Her nickname is Rodeo. Don’t ask why. We didn’t always get along. In fact, she was the typical little sister who lived to torment jen and jodime. To prove my point, let me tell you a little story about her most famous torture. Mind you, I didn’t find out about this until we were much older but it still stings. Jodie wouldn’t stay out of my bedroom so my mom allowed me to have a deadbolt lock on my door. This was intended to keep my naughty little sister out of my stuff. Little did I know, Jodie had super stealthy ninja skills. While I was showering in the early mornings, she would get up and tip-toe into my bedroom and unlock my bedroom window. Who would think I would need to lock the door at 6 am??? Then she would dart back to bed before anyone knew she had been up. When I left to go to school, the little ninja would sneak outside, open my bedroom window, climb into my bedroom and rummage through my closet for something to wear to school. She would get home from school before I did, so she would reverse the process and return the DIRTY clothes to my closet before I came home. DIRTY CLOTHES. IN MY CLOSET. I wore dirty clothes to school and no freaking idea it was happening. This wasn’t just once or twice either. She’s since confessed she did this for YEARS!

We get along great now and she is one of my best friends but I will always remind her for what a naughty little sister she was!

Ann Looks Back – 1972

VelvetAnn remembers her dolls.

I never owned a Barbie doll. My parents raised five daughters without ever buying one. Barbies were popular with my school friends when I was in third or fourth grade. The “haves” brought them in to school and played with them at recess, dressing and combing their hair. The “have nots” looked on. This lasted less than two weeks. We had a small class and we all played together. A game that excluded some of us wasn’t fun for the others anyway. We were nice girls.

I don’t think anyone brought in dolls to play with at school after that tense period. Instead, I played dolls with my sisters, the two closest in age to me. An uncle brought the three of us matching dolls one year. He bought them from an old woman who crocheted clothing and sold them. They were inexpensive, and were actually old ladies, not babies, with molded plastic buns for hair, but we treated them like baby dolls. We used towels for blankets, and a two-tiered plant stand on wheels for a carriage. We exchanged outfits for them, and wrapped them up, and took turns pushing them around our yard. I remember a hot summer day under the long-gone cherry tree, my older sister imagining the game for us, assigning parts, even naming the dolls that day. Their names always changed, and they always rhymed! We pretended they were triplets- with 3 mothers- named Mary, Terry, and Kerry one day, or Bridgett, Gidget, and Fidget another. It made sense at the time!

I think my nieces ended up with those strange old lady baby dolls. I’m not sure. I didn’t really think about my dolls after outgrowing them until I had a baby girl of my own. That’s when I went to look for my favorite doll that Santa brought in 1972. Her name is Velvet, and she is still the prettiest doll I have ever seen. She has beautiful violet eyes that open and close, with long lashes. She is a natural platinum blond with hair that grows! That’s right; she has a ponytail that you can pull to waist-length by pushing her belly button in. To make her hair shorter, you just wind the plastic knob on her back. She came dressed in a violet velvet mini-dress which I no longer have. Best of all, she came with her cousins Chrissy, for my older sister, and Cinnamon, for my younger sister. We had three “matching” related dolls that were neither triplets nor old ladies!

I have so many fond memories of playing with my sisters, their dolls, and Velvet. I learned to braid hair on her. I used to get her ready for Easter or my first day of school in September by setting her long hair in curlers. I really loved her. I suppose it is my mom I should thank for picking her out for me, and my dad for keeping her safe until I took an interest in her again. He is the one who keeps and stores the special things from our childhood. Velvet stays in my bedroom now, just like she used to, wearing clothing borrowed from my daughter’s favorite doll.

Anya Looks Back – Early 70’s in the City

I have always considered myself a city girl. I was born and raised in a fairly large city. The times I have visited small towns, I feel a bit out of place. I miss the bustle I’m used to. When I really reflect onAnya and sis my childhood spent in the city, however, I realize that within that city was really a small town. We had a neighborhood pharmacy, library, church, hardware store and grocery store. Most of the stores were situated along one particular avenue – our own version of Main Street. We knew most the proprietors on a first name basis and they knew us. If I bought too much candy at the corner store after school, the store owner would tell my mom about it later!

The kids on the block played together most days until it was dark. On a hilly street with a fair amount of traffic and blind spots for drivers, we roller skated from side walk to street and back again in the dusk with no helmets or knee pads. We survived….Somehow. From the age of seven or so, we were allowed to walk ourselves to school, go to the corner market and even ride the bus alone. We were aware of crime happening in the city and perhaps on the outskirts of our neighborhood, but it didn’t stop us from living our lives pretty free of fear.

In some ways, it was the best of all worlds – as we got older, we ventured farther and farther out of our little neighborhood and explored all that a big city has to offer. We learned early on to appreciate and not be intimidated by diversity.

When I look at this picture, I clearly recall this playground. It was one of two large playgrounds in the neighborhood, but this one had the advantage of being behind the neighborhood library. Yes, for us poor little souls living before cable television, video games and the like, a library next door to a playground equaled heaven! In case you are interested, I’m the brunette and the blond next to me is my sister and partner in crime. Look at the way she looks adoringly up at me! Times have changed…I don’t think our old neighborhood would feel so much like a small town if I were to return today and my sis sure doesn’t look at me like that anymore!

Want to participate? If you’d like us to publish your memories too, send a favorite picture from the past and share the memories it stirs for you. Let us know what year it is from, chances are some of us were around then too!

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Comments

  1. Roozerdo says

    April 4, 2013 at 6:54 am

    Love it. Reading all these memories from everyone really does make the heart warm.

    Reply
  2. Ann@IW says

    April 4, 2013 at 7:08 am

    Me too, thanks for sharing, Roozerdo. Your brother must have been a pip!
    The theme today must be sisters.

    I am thankful that my siblings are still with me and we love each other so much.~Roozerdo

    Me too. We are so lucky!

    Reply
  3. Pattypie says

    April 4, 2013 at 7:44 am

    What fabulous stories!!! I love this throwback thursday!

    Roozerdoo isn’t it lovely how a snap shot can bring back so many good memories!

    Anya – It sounds like you lived on Sesame Street! I am just sayin’ but I have a feeling your sis still adores you 😉

    Ann – Oh man, now I wanna see a pic of the strange old lady doll!

    I think I will write about the “bowly grail” from my childhood for next week!

    Reply
  4. jodie says

    April 4, 2013 at 8:00 am

    Lies Jennifer!! All lies, I did no such thing. Okay well I did but you deserved it for all the times you would “wrestle” with me….aka hold me down and drool on my face while I screamed!.

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  5. Jen says

    April 4, 2013 at 8:05 am

    Throwback Thursdays has become something I look forward to every week! I love seeing the pictures of everyone and reading your memories. Thanks for sharing!

    Reply
  6. Ann@IW says

    April 4, 2013 at 8:14 am

    I knew Jennifer was asking for it. I had sisters too. It wasn’t all dollies at our place either!

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  7. Pattypie says

    April 4, 2013 at 8:14 am

    Uh Oh….it’s a sister fight!!! Where is Pam to break it all up? 😉

    But drool??? Yikes! However I think drool is sanitary though when it’s from a sister? Pam would know. She’s the nurse

    Reply
  8. Jen says

    April 4, 2013 at 8:15 am

    Just like when we were kids, Jodie is a tattle tale. Maybe Jodie should tell us about the giant cat that supposedly lived next door.

    Reply
  9. Jen says

    April 4, 2013 at 8:21 am

    Patty, she’s still alive so I think it was okay. LOL

    Reply
  10. Dawn Kropp says

    April 4, 2013 at 8:24 am

    How fun! I love the concept of Throwback Thursday 🙂

    Reply
  11. julieann r says

    April 4, 2013 at 8:27 am

    Oh, the clothes….I remember the flowered dresses like that!

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  12. snickers says

    April 4, 2013 at 9:51 am

    What beautiful stories, I have many sisters, large family. Today we are all very close, but growing up, we all banded together to who could come in our large yard and play ball for a few hours. 🙂 We had a tree as first base, a small scrub as second base and a piece of cardboard as third base. Home plate was dug out with our shoes, and it took my parents years after we left home for any grass to grow back there. Dad always said, he could see our behinds swinging that bat for many years after we left home from the back porch.

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  13. JennieIW says

    April 4, 2013 at 10:52 am

    It sounds like you lived on Sesame Street! I am just sayin’ but I have a feeling your sis still adores you.

    I do! Most of the time. 🙂

    Reply
  14. Anna at Mama Writes says

    April 4, 2013 at 11:57 am

    I love how photos can take us back to past memories!

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  15. Pam@IW says

    April 5, 2013 at 8:54 am

    I love all of these memories. Roozerdo, we must be around the same age and I too have such good memories about growing up with my sibling. All five of us remain close but I can’t say there hasn’t been a disagreement in our past. That is ok because it just makes you stronger as a family.

    Jen and her sister are a riot. You should see some of their verbal battles on Facebook. My sister and I are 18 months apart and we have quite a few stories from our past.

    Ann, Velvet is beautiful. We were never allowed to bring dolls to school. I had a couple of favorite dolls…brings back memories. But I was more of a tomboy so I didn’t play with dolls for long. Love to ride horses and be outside.

    Anya, that picture sure is worth a 1,000 words in describing that time period and how innocent it all was. I remember playing outside until it was dark too.

    Thanks ladies! I loved all of your stories and I love this feature. I hope more people will send in their stories.

    Reply
  16. jodie says

    April 5, 2013 at 9:50 am

    There was a giant cat and that’s all I’m going to say on that!

    Reply
  17. Jen says

    April 5, 2013 at 11:33 am

    Pam, Jodie and I have tamed it down on Facebook. I think we offended our parents. LOL

    Jodie, the cat was NOT REAL. It was not as tall as you. It did not wander around our house. Mom says so. 🙂

    Reply
  18. Amanda Rodriguez says

    April 5, 2013 at 11:42 am

    Love this idea! So sweet!

    Reply
  19. Lily@IW says

    April 5, 2013 at 2:40 pm

    Roozerdo, how blessed you are to be so close with your brother and sister. Metal toys were the coolest. They were painted so bright.

    Ann, A Velvet with growing hair. What a lucky girl. I’m so surprised the I-have-Barbie-girls didn’t continue to flaunt their status.

    Anya, a playground and a library. I agree, what more does a kid need? I can imagine the fun you two had there. Playing on the equipment til your hot, sweaty and dying of thirst, and ready for more as soon as you get a drink. I was so happy when we moved to neighborhood with a library I could ride my bike or walk to. It was heaven.

    I am enjoying everyone’s pics and memories. Jen, you and Jodie need to behave. 😉

    Reply

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