Bling, bling, bling! Oops!
Wallace Malone, Plus Parvin and John Templin, my husband, were about 13 years old when they hitch hiked into town on a Saturday afternoon. Each one of them had a job "chopping cotton", "pulling boles" or working at the Cotton Gin in Prosper. The boys worked only 1/2 a day on Saturday. Then...Saturday night at the movies! It was a long way to town by foot, but they even did that when they couldn't find a ride, but most of the time they found a willing party to hitch to town.
They were on their way to the movie on the square in McKinney. As my husband tells me, "We just wanted to be where the girls were.". He said they would arrive in town about 1:30 or so and walk around the square stopping in the little shops on the square. This particular Saturday they all bought a money clip for about a dime. My husband said they stayed at the movie theatre until it closed at midnight, watching the movie over and over and smoking cigarettes in the balcony. They got their money's worth for sure!
Back to the Cotton Gin on Monday with the money clip in his pocket and $5 attached to the money clip. He felt "big" and important with $5 in his pocket, John Harvey was ahead of the game for next Saturday night on the square!
Well, it seems his job was to suction the cotton up out of the trailer and send it up a tube. He said the suction was on a ball swivel and you could move it around and make the cotton blow upwards to the stands to separate the lint from the cotton. (I'm now interested in knowing more, and I'm driving him crazy trying to figure out how the seed went one way and the cotton another, but that is another time). Let me get back to this story.
This little 13 year old boy was busy doing his job and he suddenly heard bling, bling, bling, clatter, clang and he knew. He KNEW! His heart sank! Five hours of labor just hit the fan! Yes, he knew his fortune and new money clip was no longer his.
They were on their way to the movie on the square in McKinney. As my husband tells me, "We just wanted to be where the girls were.". He said they would arrive in town about 1:30 or so and walk around the square stopping in the little shops on the square. This particular Saturday they all bought a money clip for about a dime. My husband said they stayed at the movie theatre until it closed at midnight, watching the movie over and over and smoking cigarettes in the balcony. They got their money's worth for sure!
Back to the Cotton Gin on Monday with the money clip in his pocket and $5 attached to the money clip. He felt "big" and important with $5 in his pocket, John Harvey was ahead of the game for next Saturday night on the square!
Well, it seems his job was to suction the cotton up out of the trailer and send it up a tube. He said the suction was on a ball swivel and you could move it around and make the cotton blow upwards to the stands to separate the lint from the cotton. (I'm now interested in knowing more, and I'm driving him crazy trying to figure out how the seed went one way and the cotton another, but that is another time). Let me get back to this story.
This little 13 year old boy was busy doing his job and he suddenly heard bling, bling, bling, clatter, clang and he knew. He KNEW! His heart sank! Five hours of labor just hit the fan! Yes, he knew his fortune and new money clip was no longer his.
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