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I know nothing about nothing to do

KATHRYN YARBRO

Guest Columnist

A young mother asked me last week why I didn’t write about children having nothing to do around here. I wasn’t smarting off when I told her I couldn’t do that because I knew nothing about having nothing to do.

I can’t remember when I didn’t have anything to do. I wouldn’t have dared tell my mother that. I tried to pass this on to my children when boredom brought on a whine.

But life was different then. Parents stopped handing down chores to children because we wanted them to be busy reading and having time to study.

Who would have thought that television would become such a waste of time? And the technology world would send us so many gadgets that children could stand around texting while looking at you and saying they had nothing to do.

Just as I said I always have something to do. I didn’t say that I did it. I can read a book while the laundry stacks up, or any other type of housework goes undone.

I guess, like other seniors, I want to say it wasn’t like this when I was a child. How could it have been? No library close by, so we shared books and funny papers with our friends in the neighborhood. No one called them comics.

We had a battery radio and, when it was working, the Lone Ranger was an afternoon treat. The Rangers Quartet was my mother’s favorite.

We called the town movie house a picture show and if we were lucky we got to go some Saturdays. I remember the continuing series went for several weeks and each show was a cliff hanger that left you wanting to return the next week to find out if the star of the show was rescued.

That was a long time ago and a quarter would get you in the show with enough left over for popcorn and a cola.

After the show, my dad would round all of us up for a trip to the sandwich stand before going home. I know this is hard for most people today to believe, but a quarter would also get you a hot dog and soft drink.

But then, I’ll bet a lot of folks can remember going to City Lunch with a quarter and buying a hot dog and drink.

Remember when we always had something to do?

Kathryn Yarbro is former managing editor of the Lincoln Times-News.

 

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