DEAR GOD: WE MADE IT THIS FAR

21 02 2012

We had managed to live through the latest of crisis.  After 1955, the world sort of leaned over just a bit on its axis.  First, we had that integration crisis in Little Rock.  Eisenhower took care of that one with his tanks.  Then we had shortages of coffee, sugar, bacon and other various products.   Why, I don’t really remember, but I’ll just bet it had something to do with prices.

The news media was running things more and more these days and everyone was listening and paying attention to whatever it was they said.  Mostly because everyone was watching that box in their living room and in their bedroom and in their kitchen.  But we were all more prosperous than ever before.  And it was fun for most people.

In my life, we were living in an 800 square foot house, very happily.  And we had a new baby and a 3 year old.  I was busy at home and my husband was busy traveling and selling.  Most of my neighbors were living the same sort of life as me.  Husbands left home on Monday and returned on Thursday.  We mothers watched out for each other, drank coffee together, and watched our kids play.   But that world just kept rolling right along.

A young whiz bang named John F. Kennedy won the next election.  He had all the support of the media behind him in his election bid.  He was running against a Republican name Richard Nixon who had served as  Vice President under Eisenhower.  The media did all they could to help Kennedy and hurt Nixon.  We had the first of the television debates and the media even made fun that Nixon needed a shave.  All of America was watching these debates and people stood in line for hours in order to vote.

When Kennedy was inaugurated, he had the full support of most of the country. But the first thing Kennedy had to face was the unsuccessful invasion by exiles of Cuba in the Bay of Pigs.  Next, the Russians tried to install nuclear missiles in Cuba, just 90 miles from our borders.  After this, Kennedy got us into the space race.  About this time, the Berlin Wall was also built.

Meanwhile back at home, those ‘in charge chidren’ were taking charge of everything they could. The had discovered the ‘demonstration’ technique.  They had destroyed virtually most of their families or home lives and now they were going to work on the country.  First issue was that of integration.  They banded together and held demonstrations all over the country for whatever cause it was that day.  They left their homes and began to hitch  or hike everywhere.  The highways were full of them as they hurried to their destination in order to march, sing, have a bonfire and generally cause trouble.

Back at the White House, Kennedy had inherited a problem with Vietnam.  Eisenhower had warned him not to get involved, but this didn’t stop Kennedy.  Eisenhower had 900 advisors in Vietnam to help the French.  Kennedy made this number much higher.  Then he was assassinated in Dallas and Lyndon Johnson was made the new President.

Johnson immediately increased the number of troops in Vietnam.  In the first few days in office, he urged passage of Kennedy’s civil rights bill and a tax cut.  Meanwhile, he tripled the number of troops in Vietnam twice over the years.  Most Americans wanted out of that war and Johnson kept getting us in deeper.  I remember one Sunday evening when he made a speech on the television.  Everyone knew it was going to be about Vietnam and were waiting for his words to say that we were pulling out.  Instead, he reported that he had sent in an untold number of fresh troops and planes and ships.  After Word War II, we had the Korean Conflict and now this Vietnam War.  Enough!

Those children who were protesting everything and anything took on the Vietnam War.  After all, they would be the ones who would be called to duty and they did not wish to go.  Most opted to go to college in order to avoid being drafted.  So these students now protested everywhere they could.    Living on the streets, they were unwashed and grew their hair long in order to show their solidarity.  Some of these students were killed during their protests and this just escalated their causes.  The television screen was full of their antics day after day.

While all this was going on, Johnson pushed through his Great Society programs.  These were virtually welfare for everyone.  We were all going to live this great, wonderful life of no work, all play, and lots and lots of free stuff.

All this will be done right after we all have a group hug.





20 02 2012

Towards the end of the 1950’s, we had everything going our way.   Progress was in the air for everyone.  And everyone seemed to be pretty happy in their lives.  We were all saving a dab here and there in our Christmas Club Accounts in order to have a great Christmas again this year.  Catalogs for purchases were beginning to be used more by more and more families.  Those brand new cake mixes came out.  Ladies were hired to canvas the neighborhoods and urge the mothers to try out those new cake mixes.  A lady came to my door and gave me 2 new mixes.  All I had to do was bake the cakes and use the icings she brought and then she would come back another day and see what I thought about it.  What fun!  Of course with a houseful of kids, I was glad to bake two cakes that week.  And they ate every single bite.  It was so easy.  I had always had to make cakes from scratch which was a big job.  Just imagine – a cake mix in a box.  Hot Dog!

B y this time, we had had a Democratic President for a very long time.  FDR  was the President almost all my life, from 1933 to 1945.  He died right at the end of World War II. Then Harry Truman as the Vice President took over and he was a pretty good President considering what he faced at that time.  The War was almost over and Truman made an urgent plea for Japan to surrender.  Of course they refused and that was when Truman ordered the atomic bombs to be dropped.  A lot of people to this day think that was the wrong decision, but it was not.  It was the only one that could have been made.  Too many men on both sides had already died.  It was time to be through with that War forever.  And with all wars.

But of course that did not happen.  Next, we had to put up with the Korean problems.  It always seemed to me that it was like two children drawing a line in the sand and saying – ‘This is my property.  Don’t cross that line.’  Of course nothing about the Korean Conflict was that simple.   But it was another War that no one wanted.  Truman won a second term and then did not seek re-election the next time.

This time in 1953, we had Dwight Eisenhower, the War hero as the winner.  We all wore our ‘I Like Ike’ pins and he was handily elected to the office. He was a Republican and most people were very happy to have him in the White House.  His promises made a lot of sense and he served two terms.  He was a pretty good President on most issues.  He did create the Dept. of Health, Education and Welfare.  Not so sure about that one.

He also conquered the City of Little Rock, Arkansas in 1957 and I most definitely am not so sure about that one.  We had the huge integration crisis at the local high school and Ike sent in the crack 101st Airborne Troops.  You know, those are the ones who conquer cities with their tanks.  Well, those tanks rolled into Little Rock and sat at the high school for weeks.  And the story that the media put out was simply not the real story of that situation.

If you would like to read that true and real story, you might want to purchase my book entitled The Real Story.  It is available on Amazon or from me.  Just send your check or money order to BET,   P.O. Box 2249, Benton, AR  72018.  Price is $10 plus $2 postage making a grand total of $12 per each book.  Or you can purchase any three of my books for $25 plus $5 for the postage, making that a grand total of $30.

Meanwhile, back in the neighborhood, the children were growing and those dark clouds were getting darker.   The next few years would be very interesting.

 





DEAR GOD: WHAT NEXT

20 02 2012

Towards the end of the 1950’s, we had everything going our way.   Progress was in the air for everyone.  And everyone seemed to be pretty happy in their lives.  We were all saving a dab here and there in our Christmas Club Accounts in order to have a great Christmas again this year.  Catalogs for purchases were beginning to be used more by more and more families.  Those brand new cake mixes came out.  Ladies were hired to canvas the neighborhoods and urge the mothers to try out those new cake mixes.  A lady came to my door and gave me 2 new mixes.  All I had to do was bake the cakes and use the icings she brought and then she would come back another day and see what I thought about it.  What fun!  Of course with a houseful of kids, I was glad to bake two cakes that week.  And they ate every single bite.  It was so easy.  I had always had to make cakes from scratch which was a big job.  Just imagine – a cake mix in a box.  Hot Dog!

B y this time, we had had a Democratic President for a very long time.  FDR  was the President almost all my life, from 1933 to 1945.  He died right at the end of World War II. Then Harry Truman as the Vice President took over and he was a pretty good President considering what he faced at that time.  The War was almost over and Truman made an urgent plea for Japan to surrender.  Of course they refused and that was when Truman ordered the atomic bombs to be dropped.  A lot of people to this day think that was the wrong decision, but it was not.  It was the only one that could have been made.  Too many men on both sides had already died.  It was time to be through with that War forever.  And with all wars.

But of course that did not happen.  Next, we had to put up with the Korean problems.  It always seemed to me that it was like two children drawing a line in the sand and saying – ‘This is my property.  Don’t cross that line.’  Of course nothing about the Korean Conflict was that simple.   But it was another War that no one wanted.  Truman won a second term and then did not seek re-election the next time.

This time in 1953, we had Dwight Eisenhower, the War hero as the winner.  We all wore our ‘I Like Ike’ pins and he was handily elected to the office. He was a Republican and most people were very happy to have him in the White House.  His promises made a lot of sense and he served two terms.  He was a pretty good President on most issues.  He did create the Dept. of Health, Education and Welfare.  Not so sure about that one.

He also conquered the City of Little Rock, Arkansas in 1957 and I most definitely am not so sure about that one.  We had the huge integration crisis at the local high school and Ike sent in the crack 101st Airborne Troops.  You know, those are the ones who conquer cities with their tanks.  Well, those tanks rolled into Little Rock and sat at the high school for weeks.  And the story that the media put out was simply not the real story of that situation.

If you would like to read that true and real story, you might want to purchase my book entitled The Real Story.  It is available on Amazon or from me.  Just send your check or money order to BET,   P.O. Box 2249, Benton, AR  72018.  Price is $10 plus $2 postage making a grand total of $12 per each book.  Or you can purchase any three of my books for $25 plus $5 for the postage, making that a grand total of $30.

Meanwhile, back in the neighborhood, the children were growing and those dark clouds were getting darker.   The next few years would be very interesting.

 





WHAT IS GOING ON HERE

10 11 2011

I look at the television news stories and I read the newspapers regularly and I keep thinking to myself, What in the world is going on here, or at least in this country of ours.  Surely, we don’t have to live through another hippie era with the campouts in the cities and the bonfires and the guitar music and the non productive citizens.  Surely not again!

But then, maybe I am the only one seeing this.  I saw where someone stated for all to hear that this was reminiscent of the civil rights era.  Well, that was originally a takeoff from the Vietnam era.  So anyone can think whatever they wish.  I just wish they would all get up, clean up, and get a job.  Then they wouldn’t have time to worry about how much money someone else was making every day.  They could only worry about how much money they were making.  And then they could think about how they were going to pay their rent, buy their groceries and clothing, provide water for baths for themselves and their families, and then work at taking  care of their own families.  There wouldn’t be much time for camping out in the city, nor playing the guitars and singing around the campfires.

Eventually, most of  those original hippies had to get a job and take care of their own families.  Time for this today.  Enough is enough.  Get on with life.





MY WRITING

4 11 2011

Hi again:  Blogging twice in one day.  That means it sets a record for me.  Hard to find that much time most days.  If you like my writing, I sure do wish you would invest in my books.  Either that or else I’m going to have to build more closets around here.  Books are accumulating.

My books are very good and people who do buy them tell me they really like them.  I recently sent out a notice to people who had bought my books before that I have a new one out.  Most of the people who ordered wrote me a note and thanked me for letting them know about the new book because they have enjoyed my books so much.  I consider that a really nice compliment.

My books are based on just fun and happiness mostly.  They are intended to be a short reprieve from all the problems of the world.  And they are not expensive either. I only charge $10 for each book or any three for $25.  And they make really great gifts for anyone who might be on your list this year.   Acceptable for anyone from age 8 to 100.  One of the teachers in a school read some of #2503 to her class and they just really enjoyed it.  And I have lots of older customers who thoroughly enjoy reading about all the old times and things that jog their memories.  Just plain fun for all.

I have six books out now.  #2503 is based in the 1930’s and some 40’s.  In The 40’s is about that era and the War and just simple family life during that time.  The Wonderful 1950’s tells of all the changes and how people’s lives took a great big turn.  More family entertainment.  A Better World tells of the changes over the earlier 1900’s and what we can all do to help have A Better World.  Then I have a cookbook entitled Bet’s Cookbook that offers lots of plain, simple tips for anyone cooking for a family.  Nothing expensive here.  Nothing hard to prepare.  Just plain old food that fills everyone up and doesn’t cost a lot of money nor take much time.   And then my latest book is entitled The Real Story and it tells of life in the early 1900’s including up to the integration crisis in Little Rock and The Real Story of Gov. Faubus’ decisions.  This is NOT what was reported in the media.   Then I write of my husband’s experience with alcohol and his recovery and ultimate success in life.  Next,  I offer some suggestions as to how this beloved country of ours got in the mess it is in and I offer suggestions as to how to get out of this mess.

Just thought you might be interested in some of these.  They really are good books.  And make for very enjoyable reading.  Why don’t you give them a try.  I sure would appreciate it.  And then maybe I won’t have to build another closet.  Thanks.  Bet





THOSE GOOD OLD DAYS

29 08 2011

HI:  Was just  thinking about those good old days today.  You know, the ones you always hear about that were so wonderful and we should all go back to them.  Bull!!  Things are so much better now.  Or at least they were before you know who came along and started messing with everything.  But that is another story for another day.  And believe me, I will write those when I am ready.

Anyway, when I was a younger person, there was no air conditioning at all.  And on those 100 plus days, it was pretty hot.  But as kids we didn’t know any better anyway so we were perfectly happy with our lives.  We played all over the neighborhood, running as fast and hard as we could.  We skated on the sidewalks and rode our bikes and sat on the porch, swinging with our friends while we visited.  It was a very nice life.  We sweated a lot, but I don’t remember anyone ever having any problems with heat prostration or having to drink water all the time.  When we got thirsty, we just ran into the kitchen, grabbed a drink of water and ran out again.  We drank out of the same glass all the time because there were no dishwashers except us.

We had oscillating fans that kept us cool when we were really hot.  But they didn’t do a lot of good.  I can still see my mother ironing in the front bedroom with an oscillating fan blowing on her legs.  The fan couldn’t blow higher than that because then it would dry out the sprinkled clothes.  The sweat would run down her legs because ironing was such a hot job on a hot day.  But I don’t remember her ever complaining about it.  She listened to the radio while she ironed and that seemed to make her happy.  That was just life in those good old days.

When attic fans came on the market, we were fortunate that our attic could accommodate such a big monster as that.  It took every relative we had to get that fan up in the attic and wired properly.  And it took  a full day for this to happen.  Meanwhile, mother cooked a big pot of spaghetti sauce and all the fixins to go with it.  We had a real feast that day – eating in the big dining room instead of the kitchen – and then the men went back to work while the women and children cleaned up the dishes.

It was a fun day and we all enjoyed it a lot.  But the best part was that night when we opened the windows about a foot, just enough to let that air blow on us while we slept.  It was wonderful.  And I remember it as still being wonderful.  The whole day was lots of fun for us kids.  And just the thought of that blast of cool air coming in that window and blowing the curtains is enough to make me sleep really good even to this day.

Guess those good old days weren’t so bad after all.  Maybe they really were the good old days.  Will write about some more of those.





THOSE GOOD OLD DAYS

29 08 2011

HI:  Was just  thinking about those good old days today.  You know, the ones you always hear about that were so wonderful and we should all go back to them.  Bull!!  Things are so much better now.  Or at least they were before you know who came along and started messing with everything.  But that is another story for another day.  And believe me, I will write those when I am ready.

Anyway, when I was a younger person, there was no air conditioning at all.  And on those 100 plus days, it was pretty hot.  But as kids we didn’t know any better anyway so we were perfectly happy with our lives.  We played all over the neighborhood, running as fast and hard as we could.  We skated on the sidewalks and rode our bikes and sat on the porch, swinging with our friends while we visited.  It was a very nice life.  We sweated a lot, but I don’t remember anyone ever having any problems with heat prostration or having to drink water all the time.  When we got thirsty, we just ran into the kitchen, grabbed a drink of water and ran out again.  We drank out of the same glass all the time because there were no dishwashers except us.

We had oscillating fans that kept us cool when we were really hot.  But they didn’t do a lot of good.  I can still see my mother ironing in the front bedroom with an oscillating fan blowing on her legs.  The fan couldn’t blow higher than that because then it would dry out the sprinkled clothes.  The sweat would run down her legs because ironing was such a hot job on a hot day.  But I don’t remember her ever complaining about it.  She listened to the radio while she ironed and that seemed to make her happy.  That was just life in those good old days.

When attic fans came on the market, we were fortunate that our attic could accommodate such a big monster as that.  It took every relative we had to get that fan up in the attic and wired properly.  And it took  a full day for this to happen.  Meanwhile, mother cooked a big pot of spaghetti sauce and all the fixins to go with it.  We had a real feast that day – eating in the big dining room instead of the kitchen – and then the men went back to work while the women and children cleaned up the dishes.

It was a fun day and we all enjoyed it a lot.  But the best part was that night when we opened the windows about a foot, just enough to let that air blow on us while we slept.  It was wonderful.  And I remember it as still being wonderful.  The whole day was lots of fun for us kids.  And just the thought of that blast of cool air coming in that window and blowing the curtains is enough to make me sleep really good even to this day.

Guess those good old days weren’t so bad after all.  Maybe they really were the good old days.  Will write about some more of those.