Tuesday, May 7, 2019

New words, old places...

Saturday found me on the road North to watch granddaughter, Jacey play soccer in Puyallup. (It is pronounced ‘Pew al lup’ as I learned after Jacey quit laughing from my mispronouncing of it). 

 
Jacey is the tall one in the back row, second from the left.


Jacey went up to her mom's (in Chehalis) the night before so she could be on the field on time.
The soccer field in Puyallup is two hours away from the hovel if the traffic is good, it was not, there is road work going on in the N bound lanes.  So what should have taken two hours to drive, took nearly three. Still I did get to see most of Jacey's game.



 As I was watching her race down field, I had an epiphany of sorts.  Each of my grandkids has an individual style of movement, and I can tell each one from a distance within a pack of kids. Is this a skill set that just comes to grandparents, or is it developed via years of watching them from the time they were babies? 





On the journey back to the hovel I got a better look at one of the roadside attractions.  I'm inexplicably drawn to old things, lol. There was no time for me to stop and take photos, but I did find some recent photos online.  Next time I'm up that way, I want to stop and get a closer look-see...

    









18 comments:

  1. Despite all the rain, or maybe because of the rain, vehicle rust in the PNW is very slight. Mold, on the other hand, is common but washes off.

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    1. WSF, There was lots of rust going on in that gentleman's boneyard. Another place along I5 had a great line up of old pickups, I want to find it again.

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    1. Adrienne, Had to laugh at his sign. Guess you could take your pick of reasons, or possibly they all applied.

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  3. We have an old truck that we got when it still worked but that didn't last long. I have not wanted to get rid of it because I like it.

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    1. Rain, Interesting, I hope you post a photo of it.

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  4. When I was in my early teens I was always breaking my glasses. It usually took at least a week to have them mended and during that time I was almost blind as I was very short-sighted. Yet I found that I could still recognise people I knew from a distance, simply by the way they moved.

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    1. Nelly, Do you think it was because you were an observant teen, or was it something built into your genes?

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  5. "Puyallup" is fun place name for people who weren't raised in the PacNW.

    "Willa Met" for Willamette.
    "Dallas" or "The Dales" for The Dalles.
    "Ya Kee Ma" for Yakima.

    My personal favorite is "Sequim", a town on the Olympic Peninsula.

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    1. scamorama, Thanks for the additional names. Sequim I did know, but I have struggled on occasion with others.

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  6. Yep, you can pick 'em out a mile away... LOL And that looks like an 'interesting' junk yard!

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    1. Old NFO, The thing is how do we know this? For me I believe it is all those years being around my grands.
      As I mentioned to WSF there is another place with a long row of old pickups that I want to visit as well.

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    1. Woodsterman, As I said... "I'm inexplicably drawn to old things".

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  8. I like the old Ford, with the spotlight!

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    1. Scott, Yep, and it even has a sun roof... Do you suppose it was a LEO at one time?

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  9. Quite possibly, but after the War, car dealers would would load up cars, even used ones, with accessories, so the could charge more.

    Two door squads were quite popular in the '30's, as the cost less than sedans.

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    1. Scott, I had no idea, thank you for the info.

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