Saturdays meant a trip to town

Growing up in rural Iowa, Saturday was my farm family’s ‘go to town’ day. We went grocery shopping for the week, did our laundry at the laundromat, and I got my weekly allowance of 25 cents.

Back then a quarter went pretty far, and felt so huge clutched in my little hand.

I always went to the drug store, bought myself a new comic book (usually Archie’s, Casper the Friendly Ghost, or Wendy the Good Little Witch), and then had a Cherry Coke sitting on a stool at the counter of the soda fountain.

During the summer, we did our laundry at home, since then we could dry our clothes outside on the clothesline.  (We had a washer, but not a dryer).  Every week I would go to the library and check out a stack of books to read during those long hot summer days.  And whenever I could, I loved to go swimming at the city pool, with my friends.

Great childhood memories~!

1 thought on “Saturdays meant a trip to town”

  1. I had forgotten about the comic books you mentioned…Oh the hours spent hanging laundry outside and then bringing it in and it was very Crisp…lol

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