Murdo Girl…What I remember today

I’m just going to warn you, that from now on, the Murdo Girl stories will be nonlinear. It depends on what she remembers. It will however, have taken place in her lifetime. The photos will be random too. it’s possible they won’t have anything to do with the story. Are you ready?



Mom and I were filling the pop machine at the Motel this morning and two of Gertie Smith’s kids came over. (They live in a house that’s real close to #10.) They usually show up when we’re filling the machine because sometimes Mom gives them a free pop. Mom calls Sandy, probly I’ll have grape, because that’s what she always says. I spelled probably the way Sandy says it. Anyway, probly I’ll have grape, brought her older brother Danny with her today. He had some very bad news. He said, “Did you hear they shot Leonard King?” Mom and I both stood there with our mouths hanging open. Danny didn’t know who shot him, but apparently the shot was fatal. For those of you who don’t know Leonard King, he used to be our sheriff.

I couldn’t find a picture of the Sherff’s office so this is the courthouse

Well, Mom got right on the phone trying to get the scoop. I’ll bet half the town thought Leonard King had been shot and killed before someone who had been watching the news told Mom that Leonard King was fine. It was Martin Luther King who had been shot. Not that it isn’t still a terrible thing, because it is.

Dad has switched television shows again. Now he likes Hee Haw. He particularly loves one song they sing. “I searched the world over and I thought I found true love, but you met another and thptpth you were gone.” (thptpth is how you spell the razzberry sound.) He laughs his head off at that show. It is kind of funny when they pop up in the cornfield and say funny stuff. I guess since I don’t dance in front of the TV anymore, Dad feels it’s safe to watch shows with music in them again.

Hee Haw

Marlene found a lady that will sew our dresses for us. All we have to do is buy the material and pattern and she makes the dress for only $10.00. She’s pretty fast and good too. It took me a couple of tries to realize that what I picture in my head, isn’t always the way it’s going to look finished. I found a pattern I just loved. It was kind of a flowing shift style and it had a white collar. When I went to buy the pretty blue and white fabric, I was shocked at how much it took, but I had to have it.

When the dress was all done, the flowing part was so huge, I pratically had to take three steps before the dress even moved. The sewing lady tried to fix it, but it never did turn out right. On the next try, I decided to play it safer, and I chose a pattern for a jumper that I saw a Noname girl in my Chemistry class wearing. Her Mom had made hers, so I looked and looked until I finally found the same pattern. I had it made out of red material. Miss Noname showed up at a school function with her jumper on, and I had mine on too. I got so scared she’d be mad at me for copying her dress, I kept my coat on the whole time. On the 3rd try I had a dress made like one of Marlene’s, because she didn’t care. I didn’t end up saving any money since I could only wear one out of three dresses.

Mom sent this cartoon to me..she has written at the top Gus or Al (Valerie’s Dad)

Mom says patience is not my middle name, and it continues to cost me a lot of money. Remember those loafers I bought in Kennebec? They were identical to Josephine’s, but a size too big. I tried everything to keep them on my feet. I wore thick socks and stuffed the toes and everything. I still couldn’t keep them on. I should have asked Josephine if they run big. I want to go back to Kennebec and see if they got my size in, but right now I’m out of money. (I saw a little elderly lady about Grandma’s size the other day. She had pumps on and they must have been too big, because she was keeping them on with rubber bands.)

I hope some day I learn what my style is. It’s too hard to keep copying everyone else. Besides that, by the time I copy their clothes and hairstyles, they switch to another style that I like better too.


truck on the road to Skellys

Since I was out of money. I decided to apply for a job as a waitress at the Skelly Truck Stop.  Well, I got hired. I had no idea how hard waitress work is. I was waiting on everybody sitting at one of the U-shaped counters, and I thought everything was going fine, until one guy said, “Hey! This isn’t what I ordered.” Another guy sitting on the other side, said, “Shut up and eat it, and be glad you got anything.” I had switched their orders, and they were eating each other’s food.

Anyway, I didn’t last long. They didn’t exactly fire me, but let me put it this way…nobody begged me to stay. As Mom always says, “Come back when you can’t stay so long.”

Dad holding me..Andrea on his right, Valerie on his left




I guess Phillip must be about a head taller than the Queen 

12 thoughts on “Murdo Girl…What I remember today

  1. Valerie Halla June 5, 2016 / 7:42 pm

    I feel you are winding down, Murdo Girl, and any way you present stories will still be great! You are an author.

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    • Mary Francis McNinch June 5, 2016 / 7:52 pm

      That’s high praise cuz…I want the last Christmas one to be really special, but I need some time to do it right


  2. Dean Beckwith June 5, 2016 / 7:20 pm

    I so look forward to each story. When I get back to Murdo and drive around I think ever block has at least one story.

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  3. lifelessons June 5, 2016 / 6:39 pm

    I think your copying might have been the key to your popularity.. everyone voted for you as cheerleader and homecoming queen because they saw themselves in you!!! ;o)

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    • Mary Francis McNinch June 5, 2016 / 7:04 pm

      You can really tell a story Judy and jog my memory as well. I think I remember the bookstore in Pierre. Were the County Library books good? I don’t know if you remember the picture of the lady with the curlers in the green bathroom. Chris Anderson and Walt argued over whether it was May Hubbel, or Mable Eggers. The called Bill.

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      • lifelessons June 5, 2016 / 9:44 pm

        Can you give me a link? I’ll be able to tell you.
        I don’t think I read that post! I think every book was good to me.. they were just so much harder to come by in a small town. Thank goodness to two English major sisters, I had read all of the novels for their college classes before I got to college–and also became an English major. My uncle was Superintendent of schools for the state of Wyoming and would get books sent to him as samples from publishing companies wanting him to use their books. He would send us boxes of these books. I remember being thrilled about learning to read in the first grade!!


  4. lifelessons June 5, 2016 / 6:37 pm

    Ha.. always love your captions. So nice of the Queen’s family to share their photo album with you. The Leonard King story is hilarious, although the event that prompted it was tragic. A perfect illustration of a small town, or a kid’s world…or both. Once Mabel Eggers (she was the country superintendent of schools) came up to me at some event and said, “Judy, did you know there was a county library in the courthouse?” (Your photo obviously prompted this.) I said no, and she said if I ever wanted to check out books, just to come to her office. I was so excited, because we had to go to Pierre to check out books or rely on the store that sold Nancy Drew books up on the hill in Pierre that also sold Madam Alexander dolls. Do you remember it? At any rate, I went to her office the next day, as it was summer vacation, and she led me out to the hall to one of those big metal cupboards like every school room in town had, unlocked the lock, and there it was–our county library––all bookcase full. It was possibly the smallest county library anywhere on earth, so I set a goal to read every book in it by the end of the summer, and as I remember it, I accomplished that goal. But remember, I said “as I remember it.” I also remember Elsa Peck as looking completely different from your mystery personality and had forgotten that Cheryl’s dress was made of crepe paper, so do not ever bet your life on what I say unless I instruct you that to do so is okay!


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