This post brings back some fond memories for me. Although, they are totally off subject but for one thing, a collaspsible cup. My grandparents on my mother's side were typical Maine Yankees. They were farmers, it was a waste not, want not world. They saved 10% of what money they did make and lived happily together. Honestly, they neither one ever complained and they got along very well. Being Yankees, their idea of a daytrip was whatever could be done for free or nearly free, like bottle digging, fishing, rockhounding, to see a covered bridge, or a waterfall, that sort of thing that so few take kids to do today. And you didn't buy Italian sandwiches while there, Gram would pack a lunch, deviled ham sandwiches or last night's dinner meat, now between bread slices, you get the idea. When my sister, who was nearly 5 yrs younger than I was started going on these day trips with us, in the farm truck, nicknamed "Rackety Boom", from a story book I had as a kid, we would always fight over who got to drink out of the single, plastic collaspsible cup. Because I was older it had always been mine until she was old enough to come along too. I hated to give up the right to drink spring water or kool-aid out of that cup that was so cool cuz it would pop up and make a cup. My sister and I, who couldn't agree on anything, finally, in the end, agreed we would share that cup at all the picnics in the woods, near the waterfalls and covered bridges we were taken to see. That plastic collapsible cup, was probably the first time and thing, my sister and I ever agreed to or on anything in our lives. Thanks for the reminder of those memories, Mykee1966. I am going to have to see if my sister wants to share a cup of Kool-aid sometime soon.
T.
