Cheers to everyone who can remember their childhood phone number! I can remember this from very young when living in the 3rd house I remember growing up in, in Illinois.
There was a white house we lived in the upstairs, I believe - my first memory of a place I lived. Then a pink house on a street called Steinman, small and one story with a separate garage and shared driveway. Then a red house on the corner of Jefferson Avenue (1135 - still remember the street number, too) and another street, two stories with a big yard, huge willow tree, and a tire swing. I think we moved there about 1973, so I was about 5 or 6 years old. This is the house that I remember most and we had that phone number until we moved to Wisconsin.It was a party line when we first had the phone there, meaning the whole street shared the same phone line. You could pick up the phone and hear a neighbor on a call so have to wait your turn. I don't remember the party line lasting long, and then we had our own line and this was the number. It was taught to me at that young age just in case I was abducted or, much more likely, gotten lost as an oblivious child sometimes will. I've now remembered a phone number I've not had for about 44 years, yet I can forget why I entered a room a minute ago.
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I found the above as an old draft from last year and figured why waste mediocre writing? I just cleaned it up a bit and here it is. I sat down this afternoon after work to write about the creek thing I did on Saturday morning and got distracted with finding that and another idea I had more recently, below, so I'll write about the creek monitoring later in the week.
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The other day I cleaned up some downed live branches from one of neighbor Dave's three black walnut trees in his back yard. At the time I noticed the walnuts were pretty much full size already, and I have a feeling this year is going to be a bumper crop, so I decided to keep a running total of the number of walnuts I pick up with my grabber and send to the corner behind the lilac. I've done this before, informally, both daily and cumulatively one year but gave up at about a thousand. This time I'll note the counts in my garage notebook and update the total here whenever I post. As the count goes up, remember, these are just from my small yard, next to the yard with the walnut trees. I'd imagine Dave gets at least 5 times as many as I'll get, and probably more.And before you ask, no, I do not try to save them, shell them, dry them, crack and eat them. I leave that for the squirrels, they don't seem to mind fattening up on them.
Walnut Count: 22