52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy and History - Summer

Those Lazy, Hazy, Crazy Days of Summer

1940ish George Tullis, Margaret Troyer, Hays Post

Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer

Those days of soda and pretzels and beer

Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer

Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer

Just fill your basket full of sandwiches and weenies

Then lock the house up, now you're set

And on the beach you'll see the girls in their bikinis

As cute as ever but they never get 'em wet

Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer

Those days of soda and pretzels and beer

Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer

You'll wish that summer could always be here

Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer

Those days of soda and pretzels and beer

Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer

Dust off the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer

Don't hafta tell a girl and fella about a drive-in

Or some romantic moon it seems

Right from the moment that those lovers start arrivin'

You'll see more kissin' in the cars than on the screen

Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summe

Those days of soda and pretzels and beer

Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer

You'll wish that summer could always be here

You'll wish that summer could always be here

You'll wish that summer could always be here

Written by: Charles Tobias; 

Music by: Hans Carste; 

Sang by: Nat King Cole

#6 1963

Mary Post Warren

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Clothes Lines Revisited

I posted this poem once before but after coming across this picture I felt the need to post it once again. Don't ya just love that bra hanging over on the left hand side....a loner alongside all the underwear.

REMEMBER THE BASIC RULES FOR CLOTHES LINES?

1. You had to wash the clothes line before hanging any clothes - walk the entire lengths of each line with a damp cloth

2. You had to hang the clothes in a certain order,and always hang "whites" with "whites," and hang them first.

3. You never hung a shirt by the shoulders - always by the tail!. What would the neighbors think?

4. Wash day on a Monday! Never hang clothes on the weekend, or Sunday, for Heaven's sake!


5. Hang the sheets and towels on the outside lines so you could hide your
"unmentionables" in the middle (perverts, busybodies, y'know!)


6. It didn't matter if it was sub zero weather clothes would "freeze-dry."


7. Always gather the clothes pins when taking down dry clothes! Pins left
on the lines were "tacky!"


8. If you were efficient, you would line the clothes up so that each item
did not need two clothes pins, but shared one of the clothes pins with the
next washed item.


9. Clothes off of the line before dinner time, neatly folded in the clothes
basket, and ready to be ironed.


10. IRONED?! Well, that's a whole other subject!

A clothesline was a news forecast

To neighbors passing by,

There were no secrets you could keep

When clothes were hung to dry.

It also was a friendly link

For neighbors always knew

If company had stopped on by

To spend a night or two.

For then you'd see the "fancy sheets"

And towels upon the line;

You'd see the "company table cloths"

With intricate designs.

The line announced a baby's birth

From folks who lived inside -

As brand new infant clothes were hung,

So carefully with pride!

The ages of the children could

So readily be known

By watching how the sizes changed,

You'd know how much they'd grown!

It also told when illness struck,

As extra sheets were hung;

Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe, too,

Haphazardly were strung.

It also said, "Gone on vacation now"

When lines hung limp and bare.

It told, "We're back!" when full lines sagged

With not an inch to spare!

New folks in town were scorned upon

If wash was dingy and gray,

As neighbors carefully raised their brows,

And looked the other way .. . .

But clotheslines now are of the past,

For dryers make work much less.

Now what goes on inside a home

Is anybody's guess!

I really miss that way of life.

It was a friendly sign

When neighbors knew each other best

By what hung on the line.

Author Unknown



Mary Post Warren

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My Mom's Scrapbook - Bridge Anyone?

Bridge is one of my favorite games.  I play duplicate as opposed to party or rubber bridge.  I've played in a few tournaments and always enjoy the competition.

I don't remember my mom ever playing bridge - although I do remember her sister Dorothy playing.  So I was surprised to go through mom's scrapbook and find so much evidence that she once enjoyed the game, while she was single and still lived in Goshen Indiana.  The George and Dorothy Tullis mentioned in the newspaper article were mom's best friends.  There were several newspaper articles and bridge score cards in mom's scrapbook.  It was fun to see how much she played and how she did....quite well from what I can see!


Mary Post Warren

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Rosalea Tullos Motzko

Rosella M. Tullos (Tulles) married Philipp Martin Motzko Jr. on June 30, 1937 in Vallejo, California.

In the 1950's we visited them a couple times but I do not remember any particulars on these visits.  I just remember that while on vacation we would stop to see them.  They lived at 516 Marin Street in Vallejo California.  They had no children so we five children probably sat and bickered among ourselves, as we often did, or maybe my father took us for a walk while mom would visit her Uncle Philipp and Aunt Rosalea. 

The girl in the picture with the Motzkos is yet to be identified.  I've eliminated my siblings.  She may be a cousin (I have a couple of cousins that were this age at the time the picture was taken) or she may be a neighbor child (which I doubt as I have another picture with this girl in it).

Philipp worked for the Mare Island Shipyard, as far as I know Rosella was a housewife.  When he retired they moved to Paradise, California (in the foothills of N. California's Sierra Nevada Mountains). 

One thing I always found interesting about Rosella is that her maiden name of Tulles/Tullos is so close to the spelling of my mother's best friend Dorothy's husband George Tullis.  I remember asking mom if they were related and she said they were not.

No death date for Rosella Tullos Motzko; Philipp died in December 20, 1979.

Mary Post Warren

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My Mothers Best Friend

My mother had loads of friends - friends she'd met before marriage, while working, at church, in the neighborhood, in PTA, from my dad's scouting...she even had friends she met while camping.  I had never thought about it much but when I got to counting, well I just can't count that high!  One of her best-est friends (and she had lots of those) was my #2 Aunt Dorothy.  She wasn't really my aunt but that's what we called her.  Mom also had a sister named Dorothy and she was great friends with her too....she was our #1 Aunt Dorothy.  Got a bit confusing at times but we made it through it!

I think mom met Dorothy Tullis in high school in Goshen, Indiana; I'm not positive about this but whenever and wherever it was she knew her for a long time before she knew my dad and had children. Aunt Dorothy was also mom's matron of honor at her wedding.   Aunt Dorothy and her husband, Uncle George were like second parents to us kids.  They spent a lot of time at our house visiting, playing cards with my parents, and eating.  We had many overnight trips to their house where I can remember a closet full of clothes that my sisters and I were allowed to use for dress-up.

I've had a lot of friends through the years but I don't think I ever had one with the relationship that mom and Aunt Dorothy had....except maybe my sister.




Mary Post Warren

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