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Wednesday, February 9, 2011

"The Hole On The Wall"

Tales From The Simons Brickyard
By Frank Baltazar

When I was about 12 years old I had a friend, Richard, a.k.a. Lunga, Lunga had a cousin that moved in with his family, she was 18 at the time. Now in Simons the houses were just wooden shacks without insulation, and outhouses, people would built wooden shacks to be use for bathing, Lunga’s bathing shack had a hole on one wall, when the cousin was going to bathe Lunga would go around telling all of us guys “she bathing!, she bathing!”, us guys would get our pennies, nickels and dimes, we would queued and Lunga would stand against the wall by the hole and take our money, the more we paid him the longer we could watch the cousin bathe, the next day we were looking for bottles to take to the store for refunds for the next bath. Don’t know how many here are old enough to remember when you could take bottles to the store and get refunds.

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