My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid how
could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if not
better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
your parents?

Tom

PS: In "Candyfreak" the author mentions that in the 1920's Clark bars
promoted their product by having an airplane fly over Pittsburgh, and
drop Clark bars to all the kids. Can anyone say Berlin Airlift?

The best of all time fearful favorite was if you swallowed a watermelon seed,
it would grow a watermelon in your tummy. We got very good at seed spitting.

Andy

On Fri, 17 Oct 2008 16:01:25 -0700 (PDT), "
> wrote:

>Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
>your parents?

If you eat an orange seed, an orange tree will grow out of your belly
button.

If you swallow your chewing gum, it will sit in your stomach for seven
years.

Tara

" wrote:
>
> My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
> father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
> Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid how
> could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if not
> better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
> your parents?

I was told that sardines were "brain food". I was
given a lot of sardines when I was a kid.

Sardines are no more brain food than any other type
of meat. My parents were just being cheap. And
we travelled a lot in an old VW bus, so some kind
of canned meat was an important source of nutrition.

In article
>,
" > wrote:

> My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
> father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
> Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid how
> could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if not
> better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
> your parents?

It's not hard for something to be better than Hershey bars.

I was told that certain foods (I can't remember which; it changed) would
either make my hair curl or put hair on my chest.

I didn't want either.

Miche

--
Electricians do it in three phases

Mark Thorson said...

> " wrote:
>>
>> My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
>> father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
>> Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid how
>> could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if not
>> better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
>> your parents?
>
> I was told that sardines were "brain food". I was
> given a lot of sardines when I was a kid.
>
> Sardines are no more brain food than any other type
> of meat. My parents were just being cheap. And
> we travelled a lot in an old VW bus, so some kind
> of canned meat was an important source of nutrition.


Yep! Sardines or kipper snaks on saltines or crispbread!!!

Andy

On Fri, 17 Oct 2008 16:01:25 -0700, wrote:

> My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my father
> said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the Pittsburgh PA
> area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid how could I argue
> with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if not better than Hersey
> bars. Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by your parents?

Apparently I developed a dislike for scrambled eggs when I was very young.
Mum's solution was to call scrambled eggs "fish" - which made all the
difference it seems, as I would then eat said eggs.

Mark Thorson wrote:

> " wrote:
> >
> > My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
> > father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
> > Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid
> > how could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if
> > not better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable"
> > provided by your parents?
>
> I was told that sardines were "brain food". I was
> given a lot of sardines when I was a kid.
>
> Sardines are no more brain food than any other type
> of meat. My parents were just being cheap.

"Fish is good brain food" is old. Three Stooges: "Then you should fish
for a whale!"




Brian

--
If televison's a babysitter, the Internet is a drunk librarian who
won't shut up.
-- Dorothy Gambrell (http://catandgirl.com)

On Oct 17, 7:01�pm, " >
wrote:
> My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
> father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
> Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid how
> could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if not
> better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
> your parents?
>
> Tom
>
> PS: In "Candyfreak" the author mentions that in the 1920's Clark bars
> promoted their product by having an airplane fly over Pittsburgh, and
> drop Clark bars to all the kids. Can anyone say Berlin Airlift?


I was told if I didn't eat the crust on bread I wouldn't learn how to
whistle. My parents would say, "You see birds eat crust, and they
know how to whistle." Incidentally, I eventually started eating the
crust but I never have been able to whistle.

"Jeßus" > wrote in message
...
> On Fri, 17 Oct 2008 16:01:25 -0700, wrote:
>
>> My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my father
>> said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the Pittsburgh PA
>> area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid how could I argue
>> with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if not better than Hersey
>> bars. Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by your parents?
>
> Apparently I developed a dislike for scrambled eggs when I was very young.
> Mum's solution was to call scrambled eggs "fish" - which made all the
> difference it seems, as I would then eat said eggs.
>

Your mother was a troll.

> wrote in message
...
> Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
> your parents?

My dad always spoke of horseradish as cleaning out sinuses. It didn't
really but it felt like it.

wrote:
> My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
> father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
> Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid how
> could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if not
> better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
> your parents?
>
> Tom
>
There's always the baked potato story. But in Dad's case it was true. He
actually did carry a hot baked potato to school in his mittened hands and
then ate it cold for lunch. We're talking the GREAT American Depression.
1930's. He did not, however, walk uphill both ways to school in 3 feet of
snow

Jill

wrote:
> On Oct 17, 7:01�pm, " >
> wrote:
>
>>My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
>>father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
>>Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid how
>>could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if not
>>better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
>>your parents?
>>
>>Tom
>>
>>PS: In "Candyfreak" the author mentions that in the 1920's Clark bars
>>promoted their product by having an airplane fly over Pittsburgh, and
>>drop Clark bars to all the kids. Can anyone say Berlin Airlift?
>
>
>
> I was told if I didn't eat the crust on bread I wouldn't learn how to
> whistle. My parents would say, "You see birds eat crust, and they
> know how to whistle." Incidentally, I eventually started eating the
> crust but I never have been able to whistle.

My grandmother told me that eating the crust on bread would make my hair
curlier. Which was actually kind of counterproductive, since what I
pined for was straight, flat, long hair. My older cousin actually
ironed her hair (on an ironing board!).

jmcquown said...

> He did not, however, walk uphill both ways to school in 3 feet of
> snow


Oh, so he never went to school, huh? <VBG>

Andy

Kathleen said...

> My grandmother told me that eating the crust on bread would make my hair
> curlier. Which was actually kind of counterproductive, since what I
> pined for was straight, flat, long hair. My older cousin actually
> ironed her hair (on an ironing board!).


Somehow that reminds me of one of Mrs. Murphy's laws stating that bread would
always fall buttered side down.

Andy

Andy wrote:

> Kathleen said...
>
>
>>My grandmother told me that eating the crust on bread would make my hair
>>curlier. Which was actually kind of counterproductive, since what I
>>pined for was straight, flat, long hair. My older cousin actually
>>ironed her hair (on an ironing board!).
>
>
>
> Somehow that reminds me of one of Mrs. Murphy's laws stating that bread would
> always fall buttered side down.

Yes. And cats always land on their feet. So theoretically, if you
strapped a piece of toast, butter-side up, to a cat's back you could
create a perpetual motion machine.

Andy wrote:
> jmcquown said...
>
>> He did not, however, walk uphill both ways to school in 3 feet of
>> snow
>
>
> Oh, so he never went to school, huh? <VBG>
>
> Andy

Naw, he skipped school ate just ate the potato

Andy wrote:
> The best of all time fearful favorite was if you swallowed a watermelon seed,
> it would grow a watermelon in your tummy. We got very good at seed spitting.
>
> Andy

And I heard it that a baby would grow in your belly... In fact now
that you reminded me I remember as a kid hearing grownups making
comments to pregnant lady friends like "Oh, so I see you swallowed a
watermelon seed". When I was five years old that was the extent of
sex ed... and for a while I imagined gigantic pterodactyl like storks
delivering watermelons. After a few years passed I learned that
swallowing seeds was how not to get pregnant.

"Default Luser" wrote:
> Mark Thorson wrote:
> > " wrote:
>
> > > My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
> > > father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
> > > Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid
> > > how could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if
> > > not better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable"
> > > provided by your parents?
>
> > I was told that sardines were "brain food". �I was
> > given a lot of sardines when I was a kid.
>
> > Sardines are no more brain food than any other type
> > of meat. �My parents were just being cheap.
>
> "Fish is good brain food" is old.
> Three Stooges: "Then you should fish
> for a whale!"


You friggin' Default Luser imbecile you're the stooge, whales are
mammals, not fish. And fish are indeed brain food, especially oily
fish like sardines.

On Oct 18, 12:46�am, "HiTech RedNeck" <hitechCOLOR-OF-
> wrote:
> > wrote in message
>
> ...
>
> > Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
> > your parents?
>
> My dad always spoke of horseradish as cleaning out sinuses. �It didn't
> really but it felt like it.

Actually horseradish does clean out sinuses, by very effectively
shrinking the sinus membranes (just not very pleasant), hot mustard
the same (Musterole), so does Vicks vapor.

Kathleen said...

> Andy wrote:
>
>> Kathleen said...
>>
>>
>>>My grandmother told me that eating the crust on bread would make my
>>>hair curlier. Which was actually kind of counterproductive, since what
>>>I pined for was straight, flat, long hair. My older cousin actually
>>>ironed her hair (on an ironing board!).
>>
>>
>>
>> Somehow that reminds me of one of Mrs. Murphy's laws stating that bread
>> would always fall buttered side down.
>
> Yes. And cats always land on their feet. So theoretically, if you
> strapped a piece of toast, butter-side up, to a cat's back you could
> create a perpetual motion machine.


Awww... wouldn't that be cute?!? I'll get on it right away! <G>

Andy

On Fri, 17 Oct 2008 20:01:45 -0700 (PDT), "
> wrote:

>I was told if I didn't eat the crust on bread I wouldn't learn how to
>whistle. My parents would say, "You see birds eat crust, and they
>know how to whistle." Incidentally, I eventually started eating the
>crust but I never have been able to whistle.

I was told if I ate my crust, I'd grow hair on my chest.


--
I never worry about diets. The only carrots that
interest me are the number of carats in a diamond.

Mae West

Sheldon said...

> Andy wrote:
>> The best of all time fearful favorite was if you swallowed a watermelon
>> seed, it would grow a watermelon in your tummy. We got very good at
>> seed spitting.
>>
>> Andy
>
> And I heard it that a baby would grow in your belly... In fact now
> that you reminded me I remember as a kid hearing grownups making
> comments to pregnant lady friends like "Oh, so I see you swallowed a
> watermelon seed". When I was five years old that was the extent of
> sex ed... and for a while I imagined gigantic pterodactyl like storks
> delivering watermelons. After a few years passed I learned that
> swallowing seeds was how not to get pregnant.


Heh heh heh heh heh!

>Andy wrote:
>> The best of all time fearful favorite was if you swallowed a watermelon seed,
>> it would grow a watermelon in your tummy. We got very good at seed spitting.
>>
>> Andy

My grandfather told us a vine would grow out our ears. We loved to
spit the seeds too. Did you ever get to sit outside and spit for
distance?


--
I never worry about diets. The only carrots that
interest me are the number of carats in a diamond.

Mae West

"jmcquown" wrote:
> tomba wrote:
> > My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
> > father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
> > Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid how
> > could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if not
> > better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
> > your parents?
>
>
> There's always the baked potato story. �But in Dad's case it was true. �He
> actually did carry a hot baked potato to school in his mittened hands and
> then ate it cold for lunch. �We're talking the GREAT American Depression.
> 1930's. �He did not, however, walk uphill both ways to school in 3 feet of
> snow

In NYC ('40s-'50s) we bought steaming hot potatoes during winter from
the sweet potato man's cart (a push cart with a wood fired oven),
humongus sweet potatoes a penny a piece... very effective pocket
warmers... lots of street venders sold hot food that made great pocket
warmers; roasted chestnuts, roasted peanuts, penny k'nishes were a
favorite... back then hot just out of the oven bagels were a penny....
in the mid '50s a slice of pizza from a large pie was a dime (entire
18" pie was 75 cents),too much for kids but Sicilian slices (huge
thick doughy squares, not much topping) were a nickel. A gigantic
serving of fresh made thick cut fries in a brown paper bag cost a
nickle at the deli. Everywhere sold large servings of thick hot home
made soups in paper containers with a wooden spoon for pennies. As
kids we rarely had enough pennies so we'd pool what we had and shared,
servings were larger than two kids could finish anyway... there was
always some little kid hanging around who had no pennies drooling for
our left overs. We'd get pennies collecting deposit bottles and
collecting old newpapers, a penny a hundred pounds at the junkie (in
those days a junkie was really the guy who owned the junkyard, and
there really were junkyard dogs). Girls hardly ever had pennies, but
if we shared with them they'd let us guys feel them up... of course
seven year olds don't have much to feel, didn't much matter, seven
year old boys didn't know where to feel... a lot of forty year old
guys still don't know. LOL

sf said...

>
>>Andy wrote:
>>> The best of all time fearful favorite was if you swallowed a
>>> watermelon seed, it would grow a watermelon in your tummy. We got very
>>> good at seed spitting.
>>>
>>> Andy
>
> My grandfather told us a vine would grow out our ears. We loved to
> spit the seeds too. Did you ever get to sit outside and spit for
> distance?


sf,

Yes, at the farm in summer we did. I was never really good at it. The
"OLD" kids won all the time. Even rind tossing they won every time!

That reminds me, on occasion Pop used to look in my ears and exclaim "I see
an ear of corn growing in there." and hand me a q-tip! I became very good
at cleaning my ears, out of fright!

Best,

Andy

jmcquown wrote:
> wrote:
>> My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
>> father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
>> Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid how
>> could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if not
>> better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
>> your parents?
>>
>> Tom
>>
> There's always the baked potato story. But in Dad's case it was true.
> He actually did carry a hot baked potato to school in his mittened hands
> and then ate it cold for lunch. We're talking the GREAT American
> Depression. 1930's. He did not, however, walk uphill both ways to
> school in 3 feet of snow
>
> Jill
My Dad's version of this was carrying a cold collard green sandwich in a
lard bucket, ten miles to school, barefoot, in the snow, uphill both
ways. Dad was brought up in Central Louisiana which, seldom, if ever,
gets snow but is rather hilly.

Andy said...

> Kathleen said...
>
>> Andy wrote:
>>
>>> Kathleen said...
>>>
>>>
>>>>My grandmother told me that eating the crust on bread would make my
>>>>hair curlier. Which was actually kind of counterproductive, since what
>>>>I pined for was straight, flat, long hair. My older cousin actually
>>>>ironed her hair (on an ironing board!).
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> Somehow that reminds me of one of Mrs. Murphy's laws stating that bread
>>> would always fall buttered side down.
>>
>> Yes. And cats always land on their feet. So theoretically, if you
>> strapped a piece of toast, butter-side up, to a cat's back you could
>> create a perpetual motion machine.
>
>
> Awww... wouldn't that be cute?!? I'll get on it right away! <G>
>
> Andy


Hmmm... a little dizzying for the cat! I don't recommend you try this at
home, kids! It WAS fun watching the little lion spin for a bit, I'll admit.

LOLOL!!!

Andy

On Oct 18, 12:00�pm, George Shirley > wrote:
> jmcquown wrote:
> > wrote:
> >> My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
> >> father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
> >> Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid how
> >> could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if not
> >> better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
> >> your parents?
>
> >> Tom
>
> > There's always the baked potato story. �But in Dad's case it was true. �
> > He actually did carry a hot baked potato to school in his mittened hands
> > and then ate it cold for lunch. �We're talking the GREAT American
> > Depression. 1930's. �He did not, however, walk uphill both ways to
> > school in 3 feet of snow
>
> > Jill
>
> My Dad's version of this was carrying a cold collard green sandwich in a
> lard bucket, ten miles to school, barefoot, in the snow, uphill both
> ways. Dad was brought up in Central Louisiana which, seldom, if ever,
> gets snow but is rather hilly.

When he talked hills he really meant it... I don't think they had
paved roads in Louisiana

Mark Thorson > wrote:

> Sardines are no more brain food than any other type
> of meat.

They are. It is a scientific fact, mentioned in many of P.G.
Wodehouse's learned treatises. It is by now common knowledge that
Jeeves subsisted mostly on fish, with specifically sardines mentioned
approvingly several times and only once obliquely disapprovingly (but in
a social, as distinct from brain-improving, context). Jeeves himself
indirectly confirmed his fish sardine addiction several times, with only
once asserting that he is not fond of them (having eaten a wagonload of
them just prior, no doubt).

Victor

Sheldon wrote:
> On Oct 18, 12:00�pm, George Shirley > wrote:
>> jmcquown wrote:
>>> wrote:
>>>> My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
>>>> father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
>>>> Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid
>>>> how could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if
>>>> not better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable"
>>>> provided by your parents?
>>
>>>> Tom
>>
>>> There's always the baked potato story. �But in Dad's case it was
>>> true. � He actually did carry a hot baked potato to school in his
>>> mittened hands and then ate it cold for lunch. �We're talking the
>>> GREAT American Depression. 1930's. �He did not, however, walk
>>> uphill both ways to school in 3 feet of snow
>>
>>> Jill
>>
>> My Dad's version of this was carrying a cold collard green sandwich
>> in a lard bucket, ten miles to school, barefoot, in the snow, uphill
>> both ways. Dad was brought up in Central Louisiana which, seldom, if
>> ever, gets snow but is rather hilly.
>
> When he talked hills he really meant it... I don't think they had
> paved roads in Louisiana


LOLOL Okay, Sheldon, enough with the south -bashing. My father was born
and raised in Pennsylvania. He wouldn't eat greens because his mother made
him pick dandylion greens during the depression. You didn't have to live in
the south to be poor, ya know?

My cousin in Pennsylvania asked me if we had paved roads in Memphis. He
lived in a tiny town on the side of a mountain and the largest road had two
lanes Do we have paved roads? Stop watching 'The Beverly Hillbillies'. We
even have indoor toilets. I have two of them

Jill

jmcquown wrote:

> LOLOL Okay, Sheldon, enough with the south -bashing. My father was
> born and raised in Pennsylvania. He wouldn't eat greens because his
> mother made him pick dandylion greens during the depression. You didn't
> have to live in the south to be poor, ya know?
>
> My cousin in Pennsylvania asked me if we had paved roads in Memphis. He
> lived in a tiny town on the side of a mountain and the largest road had
> two lanes Do we have paved roads? Stop watching 'The Beverly
> Hillbillies'. We even have indoor toilets. I have two of them
>
> Jill

Well, I've seen areas that are *still* backwoods and devoid of paved
roads....
In fact, having just returned from Louisiana, I can say I've seen areas
that make me think "Deliverance" all over the place! Can you squeal like
a pig.....??? <cringe>
Hard for you and I to imagine, except that I've seen it. The census
tells that indoor plumbing is NOT universal in the US. I don't know
anyone without it .....but it exists!

To this day, thanks to Mom [RIP], I'm still troubled that the dinner food
scraps I didn't finish never made their way to starving Biafrans!

Then there was Pop [RIP], Army BUM!!! and my hero who declared on many
occasions, "take all you want but eat all you take."

Mom and Pop were COOL! Still are in my memories.

Andy

jmcquown wrote:
> Sheldon wrote:
>> On Oct 18, 12:00�pm, George Shirley > wrote:
>>> jmcquown wrote:
>>>> wrote:
>>>>> My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
>>>>> father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
>>>>> Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid
>>>>> how could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if
>>>>> not better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable"
>>>>> provided by your parents?
>>>
>>>>> Tom
>>>
>>>> There's always the baked potato story. �But in Dad's case it was
>>>> true. � He actually did carry a hot baked potato to school in his
>>>> mittened hands and then ate it cold for lunch. �We're talking the
>>>> GREAT American Depression. 1930's. �He did not, however, walk
>>>> uphill both ways to school in 3 feet of snow
>>>
>>>> Jill
>>>
>>> My Dad's version of this was carrying a cold collard green sandwich
>>> in a lard bucket, ten miles to school, barefoot, in the snow, uphill
>>> both ways. Dad was brought up in Central Louisiana which, seldom, if
>>> ever, gets snow but is rather hilly.
>>
>> When he talked hills he really meant it... I don't think they had
>> paved roads in Louisiana
>
>
> LOLOL Okay, Sheldon, enough with the south -bashing. My father was
> born and raised in Pennsylvania. He wouldn't eat greens because his
> mother made him pick dandylion greens during the depression. You didn't
> have to live in the south to be poor, ya know?
>
> My cousin in Pennsylvania asked me if we had paved roads in Memphis. He
> lived in a tiny town on the side of a mountain and the largest road had
> two lanes Do we have paved roads? Stop watching 'The Beverly
> Hillbillies'. We even have indoor toilets. I have two of them
>
> Jill
Actually he's right. My Dad was born in 1911, no paved roads in
Louisiana anywhere at the time. He had to quit school at age 12,
half-way through the seventh grade. His father had a massive heart
attack and was told he could no longer work as a logger and farmer, the
only trades he knew. Dad went to work for the Louisiana department of
transportation, driving a 10-span (20 animals)mule team dragging a stone
sled. The stone sled was a heavy duty sled, no wheels, hauling gravel to
fill in the ruts and holes in the parish roads. Four large laborers rode
on the sled too, they shoveled the gravel onto the road. Dad controlled
the mules with a bull whip and often told me he could take a horse fly
off a mules butt without hitting the mule. That would be about 1923,
well before the depression.

The family still lived pretty well due to living on my
great-grandfather's homestead, taken up in 1872. In 1925 they moved to
Beaumont, Texas because the federal government had eminent domained the
homestead to make the Kisatchie National Forest. Greatgrandfather and
mother could have stayed until their death but GGF was totally PO'ed at
the gubmint. He was a Confederate veteran of the War of Northern
Aggression and wouldn't stay on land that wasn't his anymore. The family
did thrive in Texas and, to make a long story shorter, I was born there
in 1939. Dad worked from 1928 to 1967 at an oil refinery in Beaumont and
helped to support an extended family all through the Depression era. He
was a good man, an excellent father, and I still miss him.

> wrote in message
...
> My parents would always tell me that candy was bad for me, but my
> father said that Clark bars were healthy. He was raised in the
> Pittsburgh PA area where Clark bars were made. Of course as a kid how
> could I argue with his logic. Clark bars were just as good if not
> better than Hersey bars. Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
> your parents?
>
> Tom
>
> PS: In "Candyfreak" the author mentions that in the 1920's Clark bars
> promoted their product by having an airplane fly over Pittsburgh, and
> drop Clark bars to all the kids. Can anyone say Berlin Airlift?

Potatoes growing in ears
Watermelons in Stomachs
Coke dissolving teeth.
Smoking will stunt your growth.
There is a monster hiding in your closet
The boogie Man will get you.
If you keep on doing it you'll go blind (can I do it just until I need
Glasses?)
If you keep making a funny face your Face will freeze that way.
Wait until your father gets home he'll beat you within an inch of your life
(I never did understand what within an Inch of my life was like but I never
wanted to find out.

The Biggest Lie from Parents

THE IS GOING TO HURT ME MORE THAT IT'S GOING TO HURT YOU!

My answer - Bull Shit!

and of course that got me the true understanding of "within an inch of my
life"

:-)

Dimitri

Goomba wrote:
> jmcquown wrote:
>
>> LOLOL Okay, Sheldon, enough with the south -bashing. My father was
>> born and raised in Pennsylvania. He wouldn't eat greens because his
>> mother made him pick dandylion greens during the depression. You
>> didn't have to live in the south to be poor, ya know?
>>
>> My cousin in Pennsylvania asked me if we had paved roads in Memphis.
>> He lived in a tiny town on the side of a mountain and the largest road
>> had two lanes Do we have paved roads? Stop watching 'The Beverly
>> Hillbillies'. We even have indoor toilets. I have two of them
>>
>> Jill
>
> Well, I've seen areas that are *still* backwoods and devoid of paved
> roads....
> In fact, having just returned from Louisiana, I can say I've seen areas
> that make me think "Deliverance" all over the place! Can you squeal like
> a pig.....??? <cringe>
> Hard for you and I to imagine, except that I've seen it. The census
> tells that indoor plumbing is NOT universal in the US. I don't know
> anyone without it .....but it exists!
And most of the folks who live that way do so because they prefer it.
I've still got distant cousins in Central Louisiana who wouldn't move if
an atomic bomb landed nearby. It's home, it's the way they like it, and
danged if they're going to go elsewhere. Poor but proud as my
Grandmother used to say. Actually you would probably be better off among
them than you would be in a large city, most are good people.

"George Shirley"

He > was a good man, an excellent father, and I still miss him.

The monument you built him with words is finer than anything made of stone.

On Fri, 17 Oct 2008 19:18:27 -0400, Tara >
wrote:

>On Fri, 17 Oct 2008 16:01:25 -0700 (PDT), "
> wrote:
>
>>Anyone else have a food "fable" provided by
>>your parents?
>
>If you eat an orange seed, an orange tree will grow out of your belly
>button.
>
>If you swallow your chewing gum, it will sit in your stomach for seven
>years.
>
>Tara

My mother told me that if I swallowed any bubble gum that one day when
I belched a big bubble would form out of my mouth and I would fly
away.

On Sat, 18 Oct 2008 12:22:53 -0500, Andy <q> wrote:

>To this day, thanks to Mom [RIP], I'm still troubled that the dinner food
>scraps I didn't finish never made their way to starving Biafrans!
>
What about all those starving kids in China?



--
I never worry about diets. The only carrots that
interest me are the number of carats in a diamond.

Mae West

On Sat, 18 Oct 2008 18:13:03 GMT, Ozark Baby >
wrote:

>On Fri, 17 Oct 2008 19:18:27 -0400, Tara >
>wrote:
>
>>If you swallow your chewing gum, it will sit in your stomach for seven
>>years.
>>
>>Tara
>
>My mother told me that if I swallowed any bubble gum that one day when
>I belched a big bubble would form out of my mouth and I would fly
>away.

Grandpa told me gum would stick to my ribs.


--
I never worry about diets. The only carrots that
interest me are the number of carats in a diamond.

Mae West