Slim and Franke

Slim and Franke

Saturday, June 21, 2008

THE WONDER YEARS

My Wonder Years were from 1956 to 1960. I spent those years on the staircase peering into our parlor as my brother and sister had a house full of friends and everyone danced many nights away.

“Someday” I whispered to myself and wondered what my future held.

I wondered why my parents could be so mean sometimes.

I wondered if I would ever have as many friends as my siblings.

I wondered if I would ever be able to dance in front of people.

I wondered if Prince Charming would ever show up and sweep me off my feet.

I love Rock N’Roll oldies because they hold memories of adolescent dreams.

I was ten in 1956 and Ron was 17. We never met until our paths star crossed in 1999.

I did not know that I would be 52 and Prince Charming would be 59 when he finally showed up.

I was on my first visit to Ron’s property in Kansas and we were in his workshop when he turned on his radio and Waltz Across Texas was playing. He pulled me into his arms and began to dance me across the dirty wooden floor. Thus began my introduction to old Nashville country music of the Texas Playboys, Ernie Tubbs, Marty Robbins, Roy Acuff, George and Tammy, etc.

At last, my wonder years had arrived………to an entirely different tune.

13 comments:

  1. Got goose bumps reading this.

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  2. That was so poetic and so beautiful.
    Keep dancing.

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  3. "I love Rock and Roll oldies because they hold memories of adolescent dreams." That sentence brought a tear to my eye because it completely summed up my entire teenage experience and the soundtrack that accompanied it. If we only knew then what we know now:)

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  4. This is a lovely story. And I often wondered the same things growing up, especially if I'd ever be able to dance in front of people and if my parents would ever stop being so mean.

    And oh man, do I love that old Nashville country music! It speaks to my soul.

    Have a great weekend!
    Sammy

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  5. We all have different time clocks for finding our true love. I think that we find it when we are meant too....I was lucky enough to find it early, my sister is still looking for it.

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  6. My wonder years have been over for so long I hardly remember them. I'm glad you still have yours.

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  7. Jeanmac, it gave me goosebumps writing it. JD thanks for calling it poetic. I fancy myself as a poet. Sprinkle, I know you hold memories because you relate so many of them so well. Sammy, I'm getting caught up on your blog and am glad to have you come to mine. Lucy, you're so right. I's never too late. Judy, you know you remember your formative years or you would't write so well.

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  8. I could just picture you as you were looking over the staricase wondering about all those things!!

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  9. I love this story! Even if it were make-believe, it would be beautiful...A Southern Fairytale.

    BTW, I love the painting of the embracing couple. "Nice Touch," I'd call it.

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  10. Rachel, I heard from my friend Janet and she remembered the two of us on the staircase giggling and watching the big kids with envy.

    Scarlet, A Southern Fairytale is a great title for our romance novel. Thanks! Also, I had to remove the picture. I appreciate your comment but it was one of my very first "doodles" and it just bugged me too much to see it there.

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  11. The late 50's were Wonder Years for me, too. I had my kids in 1957, 1959 and 1960. I didn't have to wait long for my Prince Charming to arrive.... I found him when I was 17 and he was driving my schoolbus in 1953. We married after six weeks of dating and I graduated from high school in 1954. Finding the right Prince is wonderful, at whatever age he shows up.

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  12. Thanks Annie,
    I needed that!

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  13. I met my Prince Charming when I was 16 but it took seven years and lot of history for both of us before I knew he was the one. Sometimes we don't recognize them at once, but whenever it happens, it's lovely.

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