I Remember When…

There was Insurance through your workplace sometimes if your company offered it, but if you weren’t lucky, you could visit a Doctor’s office for $20 or less. That “good old Doc” could put a leg or arm in a cast, put three or more stitches in a cut. Some even had X-ray machines.

And they could draw! blood. When I married my husband 64 years ago, you had to have a blood test. Don’t ask me why, Google it if you have a burning desire to know. Old Doc. Taylor tried so many times to get blood that I had bruises from my wrist to my elbow, and I finally said, “Doc, I really don’t want to get married this bad.” Then he got blood.

When our Son got his foot jammed between the front wheel of Dad’s bike wheel and the frame, we took him to the doctor’s office, no emergency room in sight. Doc cleaned the ankle, which was skinned, and said “Keep it clean, and it will form a scab. Bring him back if it becomes infected.” And it didn’t cost an arm and a leg (pun intended)!

The only time we are willing to go to the emergency room is for a life-threatening emergency, which I feel that is the normal, although I wonder if that is true.

As a kid, when we were playing outside, and we got thirsty, we drank water from the hose. We also cooked off under the sprinkler in the dog days of summer.

When we were older, we were allowed to go to Lake Sabastacook to go to the “Old swimming hole,” and our guardian was our faithful dog, Rex. There was no lifeguard! We knew we were supposed to stay in the shallow water, but of course we didn’t! our favorite place was over my head and if I gor into trouble, which I did because my brothers threw me in, yelling, “Sink or swim!”

Rex jumped in and swam to me, I held onto his tail, and he brought me to the rocky ledge the guys used as a diving board.

That’s all today. I wanted to mention the first book I wrote and self-published back in 2016, called “Murder on Lake Haverly. ” I’ve written over 20 books since.

It was a pseudo-history of the beginning of my real estate career. The main character, Maye West, might resemble me. Most of the other characters were taken from real life I met in that business, but the names were changed to protect the guilty!

Sparks start flying from her most difficult client and from bodies floating in her new buyers’ Shangri-la! to bodies showing up riddled with cross-bow bolts is just one thing after another, keeping Maye and her friend-with benefits, James, a Sheriff Deputy in hot water!

This and all my other books are available in eBook and Paperback are these sites in America and Europe: Apple Books, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Everand, Smashwords, Tolino OverDrive, bibliotheca, Baker & Taylor, BorrowBox, Hoopla, Vivlio, Palace  Marketplace, Odilo, Gardners, Amazon.

Let me know if you read it and liked it. Thank-you!

Published by Time Traveler of Life

Biography Creating worlds, characters, and wielding power like a madwoman, making my characters happy, sad, angry, and some of them with no redeeming qualities. I probably shouldn’t admit this, but I sometimes laugh out loud when I am writing a scene, and I have been known to cry when one of my favorites has to die. I am a left-handed Gemini, what do you expect? Reading bedtime stories to my two children until they fell asleep or until they just told me to go away, was fun. Making up wild stories for my grandchild, and creating Halloween costumes from Cowboys to a Dragon, was another favorite thing to do. I missed that so much when they were grown, that I started writing. My yearly newsletters frequently were drafted third-person by my Love Birds, Miranda our motorhome, and by Sir Fit the White Knight, our faithful Honda. Throughout the years, some of my creative talents centered around writing letters of complaint expressing my displeasure with services or products. One crucial, at least to my Son, was a note to our local school bus driver petitioning her to allow him back on the bus. He was kicked off for making an obscene gesture at his buddy. I reminded her that it was not directed at her, and that “obscenity can be in the eye of the beholder,” kids use that gesture as a greeting. He rode the bus until he graduated. I loved driving my English teacher crazy. Leaving a “continued next week” at the end of my five handwritten pages required each week. He was one of many people that suggested I “do something about my writing.” I graduated from the School of Hard Knocks at the top of my class. After 30 years, in the trenches as a Real Estate Professional, I have found that truth is stranger than fiction. My books are filled with characters I met in that profession. Their names were changed to protect the guilty. Others were from people we met traveling around the country in Miranda, our Motorhome. I am married nearly 60 years to the love of my life, Shirl, and partner-produced two exceptionally talented children, and one grandchild who is our pride and joy.

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