Well Ethel, she’s not being discreet anymore!
I know what you mean, Ethel, it’s these modern times. Nowadays they let everything all hang out. At least back in the forties we had the common sense to hide our bicycles behind the corn crib!
I still remember that dreamboat Jimmy–how cute he was, all shiny sweaty from helping our daddy in the hay field.
Yep, me too. Those “ciggie” breaks were fun, eh Alma?