Saturdays When I Were a Boy

I were a boy back in the 30's and early 40's. My daddy warn't much for letting me sleep too late even when school were out for the weekend. If I warn't up by 6:30, he would come in and pull all the covers off of me and yell for me to get going. There were always a job for me to do on Saturday morning because we was all living in the big house then and it had a big yard to mow in the summer and lot of leaves most of the year round. When I done my work enough to make my daddy happy he would give me twenty cents for the movie theater (10c) and a drink (5c) and popcorn (5c.) Him and mama went in to town in McComb and he would park the car on Main Street and get out and walk around and talk to the mens who was doing the same thing. Mama and most of the womens would just sit in the car and watch the peoples go by. I would walk down to the Palace Theater for the cowboy double feature. With all the extras it would last all afternoon. Most of the time I had to leave before I seen it all so I wouldn't be late for my ride back home to Harper. I warn't ever late but one time. Daddy gave me what for and I warn't ever going to lose track of time after that. My favorite cowboy growing up were Gene Autry, but Roy Rogers sorta took his place. I liked Trigger better than Champion.

Hollis' book of the day:
True Grit by Charles Portis