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That Darned Old Yellow Raincoat
Of Mommies,Rain and off to School
"You younguns git in here outta that rain right this minute or I'm gonna turn you over my red checkered apron!" Those were the words my mom would say when as children we hand a penchant to run out in the rain and stomp in those wonderful mud puddles or run under the eaves of the house during a rain shower. which by the way was the closest thing to a shower that we had growing up in the mill village in the 1950's.
We didn't think much about getting all wet and getting our shoes covered in mud. Bringing mud into her nice clean living room floors was a sin that brought out the dreaded"switch." As kids rain and splashing in those mud puddle was just a form of entertainment that we enjoyed. My grand kids (both are boys) simply love to get out into our back yard after a rainy spell and ride their bikes or drive their little John Deere tractors through every puddle that might be available. If you didn't know it already, boys and mud puddles are like salt and pepper, they just seem to go together!
When we were growing up in the cotton mill village of Tuxedo our house was almost in the center of the village and we walked to our elementary school. The walk wasn't that far and there was no bus route for the village. During the 1950's few roads in our area were paved. School buses that brought children to school had to travel the mountainous roads that had many curves and along a winding terrain. The dirt and gravel roads were dangerous at best even in dry weather but when it rained they became more hazardous. When it rained the Henderson County Public School System let out of school early so the bus drivers could take extra time to get the students home safely.
For those of us who walked to school, it meant we would get soaked by the rain unless we had a rain coat or a "storm stick." When I was in 2nd grade, my mama bought me one of those yellow rain coats for such occasions. It was one of those vinyl coats with the hood. I hated that coat with a passion becasue it was hot. She sent me off to school wearing that gosh awful rain coat and I know her intentions were all well and good and she wanted me to remain dry.Sometimes when I got out of sight of our house, I'd slip out of that yellow coat and arrive at school looking like a drowned rat. I can't explain why I hated that coat but I never once fooled mama and was so happy when I finally out grew that yellow rain coat and traded it in for a good hat and a coat that was water repellant.