Tough love from Mom
My family settled in Greensboro in 1952. Mom would take my younger sister and me downtown to the beautiful Carolina Theater on Saturday mornings for Circle K. We would watch the latest thrilling chapter of a series and then see a neat movie. When the movie was over, I would take my sister and head to the pay phone booth. Mom and I had a signal for her to come pick us up: I would dial our home number, let it ring twice, hang up, and then get my 10 cents back! My sister and I stood dutifully on the corner waiting for Mom’s car to appear.
When we grew older, Mom allowed us to ride the city bus to and from Circle K on Saturday mornings. But one week, my sister and I had been fussing too much and Mom said we were not going to Circle K the next Saturday. I looked in the paper to see what movie would be playing: “The Incredible Shrinking Man.” I pleaded and cried with Mom to let us go, but she would not give in.
I was a grown woman before I saw that movie on TV, and I smiled the whole time I watched it, thinking of Mom’s lesson.
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