While Mom was busy with her Mixette we were in the living room with broken thermometers rolling the little beads of mercury around on the table top and watching how the drops divided and came back together again into perfect gleaming balls.
Or we were out by the side of our road chewing great wads of tar left over from a construction crew and marveling at how long the black goo held its shape in our mouths.
How have we as a people lasted this long?
3 comments:
Now that's funny ! I remember chewing wads of tar inside a water tank in the heat of summer. sweat and tars baby,,, sweat and tars.. Sol
HaHaHa...now THAT'S funny Sol!
I loved the '50s!
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