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Small Town Life

In this episode, Small Town Life . . .

With this Bonus segment, I want to address a recent comment, from a listener, posted on my Blog - On The Fly. It was this, 

"Please tell of your favorite moments growing up in Cuba, Illinois.”

That’s a great question. Hmmm, maybe we could make this a series . . .

First, let me say this, it was 1985 when I moved to California to pursue a completely transformed life as a gemologist, and educator. My blog posts over the years have focused on memories from my youth growing up in that small Midwestern town.

A few examples are:

Those documented memories are the synthesis of many years of listening to motivational tapes, Podcasts and reading books that trigger these special memories and allow me to embellish them as a writer.

So, let’s just jump right into a couple of my favorite moments not documented.

During my Jr. High years, one of my most treasured experiences was time spent with my little red beagle Pixy. What a special pup!

Every afternoon she was there to enthusiastically greet me when I came home from school. Her tail wagged so vigorously her hind end would leave the ground. She loved to run rabbits. So, I would grab my Daisy BB gun and take her to the woods.

Now we didn’t have to go very far, (about 3/4 of a mile) just cross the tracks, down the street, and into the woods. All those trips with Pixy I don’t think we ever killed a rabbit. It was simply the joy of watching her work the tracks, listening to her animated barking as she circled the woods. That image of only her tail visible, wagging above the brush, makes me smile to this day.

Another treasured memory was my regular trips to our local Post Office. Every other Saturday, with pride, I would present the money collected on my paper route to pay my monthly bill. In hindsight, this was a valuable lesson in respect and basic business practices.


Our Postmaster (Arnie Pederson) taught many of us young boys a valuable lesson during those visits. How to count money. Yes, I know that sounds trivial. You see, he would not accept a pile of money for the postal money order needed to settle our bill.


We were required to have all denominations in order. All bills face-up and facing the same way. And all the change in order from the smallest to largest value. We would wrap the pennies, nickels, dimes, and quarters if there was enough to warrant that.


Once we paid the bill, he would prepare our money order. It was our job to address the envelope to The Daily Ledger office, purchase the stamp, then present it to him for mailing, the money left over was our earnings for the week.


My listening friends, when you hear someone speak of Small Town Midwestern values the following comes to mind; family first, neighborly, friendly, honest folks, dedicated to hard work, integrity, and faith.


These are just two of my “favorite moments growing up in Cuba, Illinois.”  Stay tuned . . . 


This is Patrick Ball, thanks for listening, see you in the next episode.

Comments

Kevin said…
I remember going to the Robertson's Standard gas station to buy a cold soda. You'd put a coin in the machine and then open the rectangular glass door to pull out your favorite soda. I would stand with my face in the open glass door to feel the cold air..no A/C back then. I'd then select my favorite beverage. But mostly I'd enjoy the cold air on my face. A/C is common place now...but not back then. Cox Corner was one of the few buildings with A/C back then and I'd be in there for hours looking at the comic books..but mostly enjoying the A/C.
September 28, 2020 at 11:25 AM
Sandy said…
I remember the mechanical horse in front of the Ben Franklin store..
September 28, 2020 at 1:32 PM
Patrick B. Ball said…
Kevin and Sandy, thanks for sharing. Yes, I remember both. In the summer I mowed yards for people around town. Would go to the Skelly Station and buy gas for $0.25 a gallon. yes, just a quarter. Also, do you remember the Green River drink you could get at Cox's Corner?
September 29, 2020 at 5:51 AM
Roberta Sherman White said…
Small town -Cuba had an armed robbery last pm ! Hope this finds you well . Dec 1st went for yearly mammogram & got news go on the 7th to OSF Peoria . Yes I had the c word -Cancer . I wanted you to know . Couldn t ask Michelle to let you know . I just finished radiation this past week. I should be cancer free - only time will tell .. on cancer pill . It s terrible side effects !! But I m still alive & for that I m grateful ! It s been a difficult 6 months but one finds out what’s really important in life . I went to Pekin daily for 21 days . Thought of Michelle & Harold every day ...remember your health is your wealth ... it s everything !
May 15, 2021 at 2:10 PM
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