Growing Up with Grandma
Teaberry Gum, The Waltons & Nursery Rhymes in the Rocking Chair
There’s a Facebook site dedicated to the town where I grew up. Recently someone posted this:
Does anyone else remember the husband and wife cab company that operated out of their house on West Avenue? He drove a spotless black Buick and every time he dropped off a fare he’d drive back home and pull into the driveway. Instead of investing in a radio his wife would come out on the porch and shout the next address to him. I always found that humorous and a little endearing.
A smile came to my face as I read that. The husband and wife team? They were my grandparents, who I lived with throughout my childhood.
Actually, I remember a black Pontiac Catalina. I learned how to drive in one of those Catalinas. If you can parallel park a Catalina, you can parallel park anything.
Another relative posted:
Uncle George bought a new Pontiac or Buick every year for as long as I can remember. All black 4 doors. You could also set a clock by his schedule starting around 4 a.m. when he started picking up nurses, bakers and other professionals and taking them to work. He dropped Mrs. G. off at City Hall at 7:50 A.M. every morning. George would often pick people up walking on bad weather days and give them a ride home or whereever and…
