WHAT HAPPENED TO THE BIRDIE HOUSE?

Now the birdie house had electricity a couple of bedrooms, a kitchen a bathroom and a living room.the porch was huge and screened in. now there were rules and sorta the way things went there.My drampy had the only allowed tv in his room,which at that time was black and white he only watched the news. You never entered unless he himself asked you to, I don't remember even my parents ever going in there. the kitchen was small but the BBQ outside could hold enough for twenty people!only two neighbors on that road,the family that lived across the dirt road as you came in and the old man down the road where it spilt into two.
drampy did the barbecuing no exceptions.the property was huge, well to us kids it was.and we had full run of it.

Behind the cabin was more dense than up front,that was kept clear and mowed . On the far side my nanner had a garden we were not allowed to be around unless we were helping her. Now back on the side you entered from by the BBQ there was a cement foundation that also been screened in with two picnic tables and a roof.This was ours we could play out there all day, i remember in the rain being out there thinking what a wonderful man my dramps was because he had made this for us! He would have us do things out there gather different types of leaves and bark and look them up,bugs and creatures he taught their names and what they did . I remember once my brother Scott and i went with nanner and drampy and when we got there drampy did his check of the property and sure enough he had caught a skunk in a trap. Now he explained to get close enough to release the skunk it would spray, and of course if he shot it it would spray.He wasn't trying to catch the skunk so it should not die because of human error. We were sent to the porch with nanner and we each got our own soda pop bottle that in its self was a biggie.My drampy then went to release it knowing full well what was about to happen!

WHAT HAPPENED TO THE BIRDIE HOUSE?

WHEN I WAS YOUNGER WE SPENT CERTAIN HOLIDAYS DOING THINGS WITH CERTAIN PEOPLE. FOR EXAMPLE WE WOULD SPEND MEMORIAL DAY WITH OUR DRAMPY AND NANNER.
MY GRANDFATHER WAS A PROUD MAN. HE HAD SERVED HIS TIME FOR HIS COUNTRY,HE WAS A STATE TROOPER THEN HE WORKED FOR THE POST OFFICE UNTIL HE RETIRED  AGAIN. HE WAS MARRIED OVER FIFTY YEARS,THEY HAD THREE CHILDREN.
HE PURCHASED A HOME,  THEN LATER HE AND A BUDDY A HUNTING AND FISHING PARTNER, PURCHASED A  CABIN AND LAND IN THE COUNTRY.THIS WAS   THE BIRDIE HOUSE .THE BEST PLACE OF MY LIFE! EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS PLACE WAS PERFECT,NANNER AND DRAMPY WERE THE MOST LOVING FAIR TRUST WORTHY,LEVEL TEMPERED GROWN UPS I EVER KNEW. EVERY MINUTE WITH THEM WAS LIKE CHRISTMAS NOT LIKE GIFTS, JUST KNOWING EVERYTHING WOULD BE OK , YOU CAN BE A KID WE GOT IT.  OK BACK TO THE BIRDIE HOUSE EVEN GETTING THERE WAS SOMETHING,IT WAS A DRIVE MAYBE AN HOUR,PROBABLY NOT .NANNER DIDN'T DRIVE,
NEVER, NEVER EVEN HAD A LICENSE. SHE DIDN'T GO EVERY TIME SOMETIMES IT WAS JUST DRAMPY, YOU KNEW YOU WERE SPECIAL WE YOU WENT WITH JUST HIM!
NOW RIGHT BEFORE YOU'D GET THERE THERE WAS THIS HILL,IT WAS A HILL,NOW BY THE BEACH WE HAD A ROLLER COASTER YOU WAITED YOUR WHOLE LITTLE LIFE TO BE BIG ENOUGH TO RIDE IT BUT THIS HILL WAY BIGGER THAN THAT .MY DRAMPY WOULD ALWAYS SLOW DOWN AS WE APPROACHED AND ANNOUNCE THAT EVERYONE NEEDED
TO HOLD ON TO THEIR HATS WOOOOO DOWN WE WOULD GO THE WINDOWS ROLLED DOWN THE AIR RUSHING THRU  THEN YOUR STOMACH WOULD DO THAT LITTLE THING.
,AND WE BE ON WAY BACK UP! NOW WE WERE CLOSE THE DIRT ROAD WITH THE STONE  MARKERS WAS JUST AHEAD IT WAS A RIGHT TURN ALWAYS A RIGHT TURN PAST JUST MAYBE ONE OTHER HOUSE  DOWN THE CRACKLY ROAD AND THEN THERE IT WAS A RIGHT TURN STOP  UNLOCK THE GATE GET BACK IN WE WERE THERE.

WHAT HAPPENED TO BEING AN AMERICAN ?

LETS HELP EACH OTHER,BECAUSE ITS THE RIGHT THING TO DO!

LETS MAKE SURE EVERYONE IN OUR COUNTRY IS TREATED DECENTLY AT ALL TIMES BY AMERICANS!

THAT MAKES THE RIGHT COUNTRY AMERICA!

WHAT HAPPENED TO FAKE BOOBS?

i remember my great grandma, we were young at that time i think my mother was pregnant. she, my great grandma
could only babysit once in awhile she was old,round,looked like she had whiskers and always snapping a kitchen towel at us. well us me and my two brothers,i was the oldest, guess i still am? anyways there were all boy,now my great grandma
always wore one of those house dresses, well thats what they told us they were,they kind with big pockets,low fronts
since everything was going south anyways! now she was kinda different we had a great aunt bunny she was strange,no really,and we would have to kiss her goodbye on holidays yuck!!! she had whiskers and big lips ok !! we had a relative who would take her dentures out oh my gosh we would roll for what seemed hours! but great grandma had a fake boob no other way to say it, it was a fake boob! now my brothers were like three and six, now dont let the number three give you any preset ideas he was more like an eight year old !! my great grandma would bend over, when your little you always seem to be on the floor,she would bend down slowly, the crack of her breast would begin to show, then the top of her bra and boom out would come the fake boob it would sometimes bounce off the hard wood floor and off it went my brothers always seem to get their hands on it before she could. and the chase was off my brothers laughing running ,my great grandma yelling ,chasing them threating every thing you could imagine! i remember thinking that it almost looked like barbie that fleshy color they use for her. also it was filled with some watery liquid, we always wondered what it was!well as luck seems to go when your little,one time my parents came thru the door while this chase in the living room dining area was going on, furniture everywhere nick nacks. my father,his face you must understand that he was balding on the top of his head and when he got mad, really mad his face would turn red and the color would spread upwards to the very top of his head.he would yell but you really could not make out what he was saying, you just knew at that point were all getting it. we had embarrassed him to a point of scratching at his pride. breast cancer was not really ever discussed back then,i remembering we would try and figure how my great grandma lost her breast? no i mean lost,we were young ! she was so casual about it some times she didnt even wear it.( i always thought it was because of my brothers),other times it would fall on to the kitchen counter or the ironing board and she would just pick it up and plop it back in! sometimes on the way out the door she would have to turn back and go get it! well that was the way it use to be forty years ago,sure things are different now ...

WHAT HAPPENED TO WOMANHOOD?

WHAT HAPPENED THE ART OF BEING A WOMAN?
WHERE DID THE FEMININE WOMAN GO? WHERE DID THE BALANCED LIFE OF A PLEASING (by GOD,by MAN, by OTHERS) HAPPY,STYLISH,AND YES SEXUALLY CONTENT WIFE AND/OR MOTHER DAUGHTER SISTER AUNT FRIEND NEIGHBOR GO? WHAT HAPPENED TO HUSBANDS THAT WANTED TO GO HOME,EVEN THOUGHT OF WAYS TO BE THERE MORE? MEN WHO PROUD TO BRING PEOPLE HOME, INVITE THE GUYS OVER, HUG THEIR CHILDREN GOODNIGHT AND KISSES HIS WOMAN (his PRINCESS,his HEART,his LOVER)BEFORE SHE SLIPS OFF TO BED. WHY CANT WOMEN BE HAPPY, CONTENT,SATISFIED ?