THANK GOD FOR DIRTY DISHES,
THEY HAVE A TALE TO TELL,
WHILE OTHERS MAY GO HUNGRY,
WE’RE EATING VERY WELL,
WITH HOME, HEALTH AND HAPPINESS,
I SHOULDNT WANT TO FUSS,
BY THE STACK OF EVIDENCE,
GOD’S BEEN VERY GOOD TO US.
–AUTHOR UNKNOWN
WASHING DISHES
When I was about four years old, my brother Jim would have been seven and
my sister, Becky eight-going-on-nine. It was one of our chores to do the
dishes after dinner every night. Becky washed, Jim dried and I put away the
dishes, pots and pans and silverware.
My sister bought song books for ten cents each at the drug store on Carl
Street (in Cincinnati). In them all the popular songs for the month were
printed. My sister propped the song book behind the faucet so we could memorize all the words to all of the songs being sung or played on the radio.
We must have memorized hundreds of songs and it made the timer go by
quickly. (It just occurred to me that, at four, I couldn’t read so I was
memorizing the lines as my sister and brother told them to me.
I have wonderful memories of the three of us doing dishes together.
