Verna wrote:As to the interesting character without teeth, I have one to add--my grandfather on my dad's side. He hadn't had any teeth as long as I knew him, but he ate anything he wanted and chewed it thoroughly on those gums. I used to watch in amazement. "Pa" and "Ma" used to spend winters at our house. Pa always had a plug of tobacco in his mouth. One of our revival evangelists who was staying with us asked him where he could spit if he went to heaven. He said he'd use my mom's coffee can. He was, indeed, a character--had fought in the Spanish American War and used to sing to us children about two little girls in blue--a song of that era.
Deejay, I imagine you have a lot of memories of your stay in Australia.
I was 9 at the time, so I do remember some things like school. But this was in 1965-66, and just as we were leaving to return to America, they changed the money over to decimalization. No more half pennies, pennies, threepence, sixpence, shillings, florins, or pounds. But as to the peanut paste--it was thicker and drier in consistency than peanut butter. We spent six months there--four in Sydney, two in Brisbane. No Christmas trees, so we decorated a floor lamp.
My sister Susan spent time in the hospital for her ulcerative colitis, and I remember two things--the new nurses had beautiful butterfly pins on their nurses' caps, and mom saying Susan got better care in Australia than in America. The medicine they gave her did a lot of good, so we made sure we had plenty of the pills when we returned. Mom took some of them to a pharmacy to have them analyzed and compounded, but they didn't work as well as the ones we brought with us. I have no idea what they were.