Prince Albert Voice
DISCIPLINING WOMEN. The name of the book I found on our coffee table stunned me, amazed me, excited me. Somehow I’d got through 82 years without solving that problem. And here was an author smart enough and brave enough to put the solution down in print. Now with the help of that little book I’d have it: A Great Mystery Revealed.
Oh what a sucker was I.
I was 14, and had come by bus from Snowden to Prince Albert for dental work. Somewhere in the city I met a fellow three or four years older who was an interesting person to talk with. And he was from a small town near mine, so we would be going on the same bus home. As we started for the bus depot we passed a dry cleaner’s and he said he had to pick up a coat there. But suddenly, ”Uh oh, I don’t have any cash in my pocket. Say, if you could lend me two bucks to pay the dry cleaner I’ll get the coat and when we get to the bus my mother will be there and I’ll get the money from her to pay you. You go ahead, I’ll meet you there.” Why sure, generous li’l ol’ me was happy to oblige. Never saw him again of course and I was sick about it, dreading to tell my parents about the money (two bucks would be 20 today and not easy to come by then).
When I was a kid we asked our elders , “What did you do, Daddy (or Uncle) in the war?” referring to World War II. Or, if it was Grandpa we asked about the Great War of 1914-18. We might then hear stories of danger, violence, determination and courage.
I recall, as a kid, being covered with leeches--bloodsuckers we called them--after a long swim in the Bisset Creek near Snowden. Some of the big flat worms were already swelling with my blood. Little did I know then that doctors once used those little critters to treat their patients.