When my dear Ricky was a boy, his family didn't have lots of money. They were country folk (still are), and they were frugal. Dad worked in a brewery in San Antonio; Mom stayed home with the 6 children and ran the farm... There wasn't a lot of time for goofing off and playing...
The older boys, Ricky was second oldest, spent most of their free time in the fields...
But there was lots of love, and sometimes.... time to play... which brings me to my favorite "Ricky's Childhood" story, as told to me by me sweet husband... and verified by his older brother...
The Christmas Skates
Early 1960's, Ricky and his brother received a joint Christmas gift. A pair of silver roller skates. They were, of course, meant to be shared... so share they did...
Ricky took the left skate... his brother took the right ... and so...
and of course I had to bring these home from the booth of two of my favorite boys... The Curious Boys of Seguin, Texas... Thanks Boys! |
neither learned to skate on two skates... each learned to skate on just one...
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