06-28-05  16:34, Barbara Mcnay told James Bradley about Eyeglasses darken in lig

 How do, Barbara?

 > Barbara McNay wrote to James Bradley, "Eyeglasses
 >> Barbara McNay wrote to James Bradley, "Eyeglasses
 >>> Barbara McNay wrote to James Bradley, "Eyeglasses

 >>>> Cindy Haglund wrote to George Pope, "Eyeglasses darken
 >>>> in ligh" on 06-20-05
 >>>>  CH> 0n (16 Jun 05) George Pope wrote to Cindy Haglund...
 
 >>>>  CH>  Hmm well one of my brothers-in-law has  his
birthday on December
 >>>>  CH> 25th. A friend's daughter's bday is Dec 4. Our 
 >>>>  CH>son's was Dec 18th...
 >>>>  CH> so yeah there's others' I know of born in December. Yep.
 
 >>>> All six of my fathers family were born in mid-
 >>>> December. Comes a time when the
 >>>> crop's in...
 
 >>>  BM> I suppose you mean planted, not harvested ... [g]
 
 >>> Granny would be shuckin' and cookin'... Just when
 >>> winter is the bleakest, plop!
 
 >>  BM> But that was the end of the runs, when the babies left the
 >>  BM> assembly line, so to speak.  What event encouraged the
 >>  BM> clockwork initiation of them?
 
 >> You know, I never did the math before! 
 
 >> March, it would be, where we can still have snow on
 >> the ground, or at
 >> least it can be too early to sow. I guess there was
 >> nothing to do
 >> until the fields dried out. ROTF... Or somewhere
 >> else... 
 
 >  BM> And coupled with spring fever ... [g]


 > Well, hormones and all... You pent those up for long
 > enough...

 BM> Mmm.  They had it down to a fine science, didn't they?  
 BM> Farming all summer and fall, advanced pregnancy and new 
 BM> baby in the winter  Then comes March, and Opportunity! :)

LOL! No snow to shovel... Snow turning to run-off... Flower buds, testing
the air... Well... I don't know if I'd call it a fever, but something like
that. 
 
 >> ... "Not tonight honey...  I have a modem."
 
 >  BM> You *know* they didn't have a modem. [g]
 
 > I can almost guarantee they didn't have a phone
 > either!
 
 > I'll bet my generation will be the last to ever use a
 > community
 > line. Who needed phone sex, when you can hear your
 > neighbour dirt?

 BM> Who had time to listen to the neighbors, when there was farming to be
 BM> done? 
 
...Us kids, when we were too young to be trusted on the Massy Fergison, or
around augers! To think about it, there was nothing racy that we ever
heard, but just the act of listening to something that was intended for
others... Well... WE thought we were the Man From U.N.C.L.E.

 > ... The moon isn't waxing, it's dusting and vacuuming.

 BM> And washing dishes.

...And mopping, and cooking, and changing diapers, and...

Shoot, no wonder us guys couldn't wait to get in the fields!



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