Life in the big city

My Great-Aunt Sarah stopped by last week. She lives in a “tiny” farming community in southern Indiana. We enjoyed her visit, but late on Saturday night she mentioned that she was way too old to enjoy life in “a big city.”

True, we had spent most of the day shopping, but no matter how you look at it, Linton can still relish the small-town Midwest spirit.

Aunt Sarah and her friends were born before radar, credit cards and ballpoint pens. Before pantyhose and before man walked on the moon.

Bunnies were small rabbits and rabbits were not automobiles (Volkswagens). The electric typewriter was never spoken of. A “chip” meant a piece of wood, but hardware meant hardware and software wasn’t even a word.

In school she never heard of FM radio, music CDs, electric toothbrushes or guys wearing earrings. When she went to the 5 and 10-cent stores, she actually bought things for five and ten cents. Tupperware, electric blankets air conditioners were unheard of.

No wonder she can easily be confused. She lived through an age that saw far more inventions than one could ever dream of.

She is now back home. Playing cards and living the life she knows best, with her own generation. Leaving me to shop in Linton, a town she refers to as “the big city.”

Nancee Harrison is a past columnist for the Greene County Daily World. Visit www.blondeladywithdarkroots.com or email her at blondeladywithdarkroots@gmail.com or send comments to Nancee, Daily World, box 129 Linton IN 47441.