I think back to all the experiences my grandpas shared with me about their young life in Bandera as I now compare them to the world that me and my great grandkids are living in today.
In the minds of the young ones there is no comprehending someone taking a bath by sitting in a galvanized tub in a kitchen lighted by a single light bulb at the end of a wire hanging from the ceiling. I have vivid memories of wintertime baths like that with heat and the hot bath water provided by a wood burning stove. It’s strange how that memory can bring a chill as well as a warm feeling.
I’m not sure why some of my friends from back in the day feel embarrassment when talking about the things we experienced as kids in situations that were not far removed from the ways of earliest pioneers in the area.
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