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Porterdale Mill on the Yellow
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| We have talked about when we lived on lower Elm Street. One day Daddy came home and said that we were moving up the hill. We then moved to upper Elm Street, the very top of the hill, The house was unbelievable, it had four rooms downstairs and two rooms upstairs. Now this was living, we had more room than we knew what to do with. There were not too many people living in Porterdale who had a four room house, with two rooms up stairs. We needed the room with four kids now in the family. It worked out that I got the two rooms up stairs all for myself. One was used as the bed room and the other I used as a hobby room. In this hobby room I would build model airplanes. These were the ones covered with paper and had a rubber band in them. If you wound up the rubber band and sit the airplane on the ground it would move along the ground a short distance under its own power. I would buy the model airplane kits for ten to fifteen cents and build them and sell them for twenty-five cents to the neighborhood kids. Being right on the very top of the hill we had about the only real level yard around. This level yard made an ideal place to play marbles. How many of you young folks have played marbles? The way we played was to draw a circle in the ground about five or six feet in diameter. Each player would then ante up a specified number of marbles, usually about five marbles each, depending on the number of players in each game. All the marbles would be placed in the center of the ring. We would then lag our shooting marble (Taw) to a line to determine the order of shooting. Then we would take turns shooting. You got to keep all the marbles you could knock out of the ring with your shooting Taw. If you had anted up five and knocked out ten you were ahead by five and you kept all you knocked out. I was pretty good at this, I guess it may have been because I played more than most of the kids, since we were always playing in our level yard. I was always loaning out marbles or staking other kid so they could get in the game. There are several stories we will have to talk about while living on Upper Elm Street. Visiting Preachers, Me leaving Jeanette on the HOT bridge, Jackie almost losing his eye, Visits from Uncle Jack Ollis, and much more. |