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A coat of many colors. I suppose good people nowadays do not understand us folk that grew up with love as a priority.

Updated on April 19, 2013

Our life work is not controlled by anyone, but loved by everyone.

Look at those clothes, what was next?
Look at those clothes, what was next? | Source

My coat was made of many colors and of many people. I relax in that.

My mom sewed. My sisters sewed. I wore hand me downs and loved em. My first pair of basketball shoes already had holes in them from my brother. Yes we actually played basketball to stay out of trouble, not because of the cool shoes.

I would first take a shovel and then the broom to clear a court for us to play in freezing weather and with gloves on. Snow was great it kept the ball from going to far on a miss. We were black, we were white, Red and brown along with some yellow and some other stuff.

Fouls were called on honor and bloody and broken noses were normal. I would have to say we loved each other, although none of us contemplate such matters.

I kind of use basketball as a metaphor for a simpler time.

Back to the coat of many colors.

There was a time when you just made do. No credit except for maybe for a week at the local grocery store. You had a checkbook and a pass book and that was that.

So at schools kids would show up wearing all kinds of different clothes somehow got together for going to school. There were no name brands. No current trends or styles. It was just wear what you got.

Then it started changing with mass advertising and credit cards. Somewhere back in the sixties or so you had to dress like other people or be mocked.

I remember spending a summer working with my grandpa who wore bib overalls, and so so did I. Oh the calamity when I showed up at school dressed that way.

For awhile if you did not have Converse Allstars, instead of Keds you were a retard.

This reminds me of those simpler days

Skipping Stones

Down at the waters edge we could spend hours skipping stones across the water. Longest flight, most skips and reaching the other side were some of the competitions.

Bamboo fishing poles were cool. But you had to buy them so willow branches were better.

Skate boards were just that, an old set of roller skate wheels nailed onto a board.

We straightened pulled nails to use again.

Gasoline was actually hand pumped into the truck.

Station wagons were really used to go to train stations and pick up travelers.

Whittling was actually done.

Happy days and a happy boy

I try nowadays to teach my children that the best toys are not store bought but made of imagination. This puddle was a big ocean later on.
I try nowadays to teach my children that the best toys are not store bought but made of imagination. This puddle was a big ocean later on. | Source

The timing of my youth is probably different

I lived in a fairly isolate, by distance, small town. So "things" came to us slowly. I suppose it was like the 40's in big cities in the east. Our statehood was in the last four. My home state still has more dirt roads than paved. My family land is only one generation removed from Native Americans. So if you are thinking I am like 80 years old you would be wrong.

My mom and dad as far back as the 50's decided to move our family out of the city where life was just too fast paced and hectic. I reckon they bought us a few extra years of the good life.

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      Eric Dierker 4 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Dearest Faith,

      (I hope you do not mind I call you that)

      Your life is enhanced by you. And you enhance the lives of others. I think you know where this is heading. Love is a disease that you spread. Infect as many as you can. I just got the love bug reading your loving comment. Now I will go spread it around. Poor unsuspecting people.

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      Faith Reaper 4 years ago from southern USA

      Dearest Eric,

      This is a lovely write and I have no doubt you were brought up with the right morals and highest values! Thank you for sharing this part of your life with us here, and it is a blessing to read and gives one a lot of insight as to just who you are as a loving person.

      We moved to the country, well small town about five years ago and love it! I wished that we did so when our children were growing up.

      Voted up ++++ and sharing

      God bless you. In His Love, Faith Reaper

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      Eric Dierker 4 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Wishing I was there. You are very fortunate to notice it at this time and soak it in. I suppose that is another gift of a country life. Thank you for bringing peaceful thoughts to the world today.

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      LongTimeMother 4 years ago from Australia

      What a lovely hub. I still skip stones with my kids and I believe living out here in the country is a much healthier option than the city. I think I need to get a bell. That sounds like a great idea. Our local children play outdoors together and jump the fence between properties. :)

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      Eric Dierker 4 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      thank you for sharing that justsilvie, I needed that boost this morning.

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      Justsilvie 4 years ago

      I liked your Hub very much! You brought back many memories! My father was in Korea and we live in a very small town while he was gone. The photo reminds me of my brother and sisters and spending hours in the countryside that summer. Discovering and old Mansion (really a run down old house), having picnics by a secret brook, it was all magic (to us). We never ever uttered the words "I'm bored".

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      Sarra Garrett 4 years ago

      lol we had a bell too. Just too funny.

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      Eric Dierker 4 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      How fun, oh the dirty look we would get if we came in before that big dinner bell rang. My dad actually installed a fairly large ships bell that could and must be heard 3 blocks away. Sometimes neighbor kids would come running just like us!!!

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      Sarra Garrett 4 years ago

      lol. We would only come home for dinner. That's what's wrong with the kids these days no imagination and video games all day long. We were glad to get out of the house and go play.

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      Eric Dierker 4 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Oh my did we get in trouble for pulling down a fence slate to get a 1x8 to make our skateboards more stable for hill racing. My mom used to say it is such a beautiful day you must play outside. When it was raining. Kind of a carte blanche to hit the puddles. Yahoo

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      Sarra Garrett 4 years ago

      Eric this brings back so many childhood memories of a much simpler time. I would have my sisters hand-me-downs and was proud to wear them. Skate boards were a 2x4 with old roller skate wheels. lol Oh the scraped knees and dirty faces. Don't tell anyone but I still like stomping through a mud puddle once in a while. ha ha ha

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      Eric Dierker 4 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      I really like that song also. It just speaks to the heart so well. Thanks for the read and share.

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      Lurana Brown 4 years ago from Chicagoland, Illinois

      I just love that song by Dolly Parton! It is a lucky child who can experience the joys of simple pleasures and a loving family.

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      Bill Holland 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      I would say your folks made a wise decision in moving to the country. Loved the memories....many lessons to be learned in them. :)

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      Eric Dierker 4 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      I am one lucky boy, Thanks MsDora

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 4 years ago from The Caribbean

      Eric, you are privileged to have grown up with values that build character and influence productivity. A tribute to those who raised you, and to you for choosing to live by these principles.