May 6th and a time to remember

Helen getting the mail out of the Lawrence H. Lee mailbox!  Hope nobody tried to carry water in that pail.

The reason I like this picture is because it was taken when Bert and Eleanor still lived by the lake.  How do I know?  After they were forced to sell their farm the mail man did not come from the north but came from the south and at that time Dad moved the mailbox from the road to just in our driveway.  That way Fritz could turn in, deliver our mail, back up and head south again.  I have always felt that OUR farm had to have the mailbox on the road.  It also may have had a dent or two from a golf ball driven to far!  Oh, I like the picture also because baby sister Helen is in it!
I never thought of this until I was well into adulthood but if you think about it most families, if they have a sign it would say "The Lees" or it would have said "Lawrence and Ruby Lee" or at the lake it may even have the names of kids on it but not ours.   As I think about it, the sign tells a lot!  I guess if I want to be honest I hardly ever got mail anyway and often if I did it would be addressed to Ms. Carmen Lee.  Funny, it never bothered me, rather I thought it was funny.  I don't ever remember thinking about my name and being upset about having it mostly a female name.  Maybe that is the reason God planned my life so that I was always big for my age(until late HS) and friends/guys dared not say anything to me that would upset me.  BUT maybe I need to investigate and see if I really was born in 1947.  Lately I feel as if I may have been born in 1940!  Joan or Dave may know.

I am exhausted.  I have found over the years that often emotion takes a greater toll on me than physical work.  Now I am retired and one would think that there is no reason for exhaustion but I feel like I could sleep for a day.  I am not one to lie in bed after I wake up but this morning I thought about staying in bed but--no I had to get up, get that FP going and the bacon/eggs and hash browns needed to be made.  Now I am full, happy and maybe open to an afternoon nap!
Each Saturday there is a section in the Naples paper called "Cars".  Is has many different kinds of articles about cars and often reads very interesting.  Today as I read some of it I had to think about Dad.  I am guessing it was in the mid to late 50's.  Our farming neighbor and my cousin-in-law Loren Freeman bought a new Ford car.  Now Dad should have been happy because he knew that the ONLY car worth getting was a Ford but he was making fun of Loren because he bought a new car with a 6 cylinder motor.  What made me reflect back on that today is in the car section there is a story about Hyundai coming out with a new model car that has a 4 cylinder turbocharged 265 hp motor.  I am guessing that our old 53 Ford with the V-8 had 150?  I don't know for sure if it was a 53 or about the 150 hp but I think I am close!  Not sure Dad would believe things today.  I am sure he would enjoy the digital camera as he could take as many pictures as he wanted and yes he could forget about the flash bulbs too!  I am trying to think WHY I so dislike pictures when people are putting fingers behind someones head to making a goofy face and I think I came up with why.  We would NEVER have been able to do that with Dad as each picture cost money and that wasted money could be used for more film, more ammo for hunting or whatever he felt he needed.
Enough for this morning.  I actually may try to get some work done this morning as my belly is full and my FP is gone.