It occurs to me that my younger, less fortunate relatives may not have been around in the 1950's and 1960's.
Did you know why Grandpa Buss had this yellow vehicle? Did you realize that it is not his usual Chrysler 300? Did you wonder why not?
When Patsy and I were kids:
Dad worked out of town most of the week, coming home usually on Wednesday nights and Friday nights. He worked quite a bit along the Ohio River, where he was the electrical superintendent on jobs such as the Lock and Dam construction, or the Wheeling highway tunnel. (Later, in southern WV on the East River Mountain Tunnel construction, near Bluefield, WV.) His jobs lasted years at a time generally.
Along the Ohio River, we often stayed at a cabin near Lake Austin, OH. Patsy, Mom & I spent much of our summers there for a few years. I loved swimming nearly every day, and I remember fishing, but didn't like those flat fish we would catch -- Sun Fish or Bluegill. They had fins that would stick my in the hand if I tried to take them off the hook. Daddy always seemed to take care of the fish and baiting the hook with live worms. The cabin was great - I remember Dad built a nice shower on the porch. (We only lived there in the summers.) It was on the side of a beautiful mountain and we walked down to the lake, not very far, we had a view of the lake. The mountain we were on had a spring we could walk up the steep hill and look at the spring. I think it had a fireplace. There was a lot of wildlife, snakes, and racoons, deer, and such. Even snakes in the lake water swimming along with us, on the surface of the water. I would get out until Dad came home from work. Someone there had a trampoline, which I liked to play on.
Because Daddy drove so much, along narrow, winding two lane country roads, he bought the Chevrolet El Camino. It was known as a "Gentleman's Truck" and rode more like a car than a truck. Before that, he drove Dodge trucks with a big pipe rack on the back. He owned at least two different El Camino's I remember, one blue one and this yellow one. They were very nice.
We heard lots of stories of near misses on the highway, of Dad going a zillion miles an hour and escaping wrecks.
Mother always had her own car, either a Dodge(1950's) or later Chrysler(1960;s), until he retired.
Life at Sun Valley was a little different than Delia sees it now. Patsy and I had to water the pine trees, carrying buckets of water to each tree he planted. We had to work in the yard, picking up rocks to perfect the landscaping. (Patsy took Home Beautification projects in 4-H.) Daddy worked outside and on the house every time he was home. Always a project going on.
We always had a pretty big garden. The food was great, I can still remember what it tastes like to stand up in the garden in the sun, and eat a ripe red tomato that was warm. Nothing so good! We even grew lettuce, I can remember Mom making wilted lettuce salad with lots of hot bacon grease. I liked the onions, but hated to pick corn. (Those blades on the corn stalks made me itch.) Loved to eat the corn though.
I wasn't afraid of potato bugs, or taking worms off the corn...it was so natural. I wasn't squemish about a worm in the tomato or stuff like that, just so they left enough for me.
I remember black and white TV. Then I remember the cellophane screen cover Dad brought home - it was green at the bottom area, orange in the middle and blue at the top. He delayed purchasing color TV for a while with this device.
I do not remember Sesame Street. I don't think I watched very much TV, but I do remember the Jetsons and the Flintstones, my favorites. I also remember Gunsmoke, Bonanza, and Western movies on TV. I remember children did not touch the channels if an adult was watching. Adults ruled in my world. (It will be interesting to see if Patsy remembers it like this.)
I rode a bike a lot before we moved to Sun Valley. I liked that a lot. (Tree lined streets in C-Burg. I also rode a scooter a lot, until I took the hill beside our house on Maud street on my elbow. Still have cinders in my elbow.
I do not remember having a library in elementary school. (Junior High, yes.)