They never cried or had tantrums. They were in total control of their lives. They had cars and houses and knew all kinds of cool stuff. They had great, impressive skills we hoped we would be able to do some day.
D-9 Caterpillar bulldozer
Mom could cook anything. Sew anything. Type 60 mph on a non-electric typewriter making six copies at once. Never heard of carpal tunnel syndrome. Dance the night away with Dad. Wear gorgeous hats with sophisticated splendor. All at the same time.
Dad could fix anything. Cars. Plumbing. Electric light fixtures. Keep all our cars running. Take a couple of bullets as a US Marine. Dance the night away with Mother. Work one or two jobs, attend college, add rooms to our house. All at the same time.
He could operate a Caterpillar (NYSE:CAT) bulldozer! In fact, he drove one right up to our house in the New Mexico desert where he was going to engineering school. It was the only Cat in the whole neighborhood!
We thought it was a D-9, but a search of the Internets shows we are wrong. The D-9 was introduced in 1954, according to Wikipedia. So, it must have been a, what? D-8? We don’t know. All we know is that it was HUGE!
It took IFO a long time to consider herself a grown-up. In fact, she just now realized she had become one. Remember when you were a kid and had to have the radio on all the time? Couldn’t do the ironing or your homework unless your radio was blaring?
IFO used to be like that. Even as an ace freelance news reporter, she had her radio on all the time. She just realized that nowadays, she prefers… silence. Glorious silence. Peaceful silence.
She’s a grown-up! Invests on her own. Travels on her own. Bakes bread. Cooks anything. Has soon-to-be fabulous garden.
So, dear readers, especially you 20-somethings who are finding this blog, but not commenting on it, you, too, will become successful, wonderful grown-ups and love that feeling of freedom you now have.