Dad would pick up the paper (after giving me the funnies) and head to the bathroom. Mom was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. She would put out a big spread of eggs, bacon, mush and bisquits. I would take the funnies and put Silly Puddy on them to copy them. Like you said, time seemed to slow...
I remember back in 1967 when I was six years old answering the door and seeing 2 soldiers in full dress that asked for my mother. We lived on base in the Philipines and we all had a maid. Mom told our maid to take me and my 3-year old sister for a walk. I can still hear my mother screaming as...