To my memory, my Mom never hit me...
but she did something worse
well. she did 2 things worse
1. She gave me the silent treatment and I was usually not too sure of what thing I did that made her angry
and
2. she always said....Just wait until your father gets home!
And that was a good one...cuz even though my Dad was a nice nice man,
you didn't want to get on the wrong side of him
He used to take off his belt and snap it at us, and we knew we'd better behave
AND he had a bread board with 2 holes drilled in it that he used as a paddle
he called it Papa's Little Persuader
I had to be REALLY REALLY bad to get that....and usually I wasn't
SO..... this went on for years until I was about 14 or so .. and I started getting pretty unruly. I had found out about some of the things that were fun that i was not supposed to be doing ehhemmm
and I was hanging with the hippies and doing my thing..taking it easy, you can imagine
and not coming home when I was supposed to, stuff like that
so my dad, he got sick, and he was in the hospital for a while and lost a bunch of weight
(my dad was always mr. 5 x 5, 5 feet tall and 5 feet wide...he was soooo cute@!)
anyway....so my mom started with the wait until your father gets home
and she was roiling mad about whatever i can't remember
so dad comes home, she tells him all this stuff
he whips off his belt to snap it at me....
and his pants fell to his ankles!
he was standing there in his boxers with his mouth wide open
and i just couldn't help myself but to burst out laughing and laughing and laughing
OMG is was terrible
i knew i was gonna get it but i couldn't stop
AND...it never happened again
I didn't behave any better....he just never did that again (embarrassed himself to the max i guess)
instead he started walking down to the river bridge to New Hope where i would HAVE to walk on my way home from wherever I was over there...probably out in the woods smoking things
and meeting me there
this would be late at night and he had work at 6 am but he did it anyway
he would not say a word, just meet me there and walk the mile + home with me
i knew he was disappointed
and looking back now, i realize that he just wanted to be sure that i was safe
i was his little girl
man...the things we learn when we have kids of our own
so..that got off topic
