Looking For a Unique, Quality Gift For Mother's Day?

Expressing the honor, love, and respect that we feelof the family had farms, and they shared things they
for our mothers was on my mind as I was writing adidn't have to sell in order to keep from losing their
post for my blog, when an add that was blaring forthfarms, which an awful lot of farmers did.
on my radio penetrated my rather preoccupied mind.Now to tie all this back to the radio commercial that
It probably wouldn't have even registered with me,attracted my attention. It was a Mothers Day add
except that it struck a cord in my subconscious, thatextolling the virtues of buying your mother 6
this add seemed to violate my sense of values.chocolate covered strawberries for the unheard of
I suppose I'm old fashioned, as I was born in thebargain price of only $19.99 + shipping and handling.
thirties, and was raised during the waning days of theI was shocked. What ever has happened to our
great depression. While I was too young tosense of values? Here I was working at trying to
understand the implications at that time, the realitiesprovide a really valuable Mothers Day gift at a price
of living through those hardships has left an indeliblethat would allow me to make a few dollars and still
appreciation of values which seems to me to beprovide a reasonable value to my customers, and
totally lost on the current generation. In fact thatthen there are these adds selling 6 chocolate covered
very appreciation of values seems to generatestrawberries for well over $20.00 including the
derision today. Just mention saving leftovers andS&H. that might provide pleasure for probably
combining them into another meal, or not buyingless than 20 minutes. That's like a cost of $1.00
anything but the best cuts of meat, and they reactminute.
as if they are thinking that it's soon time to put youThe sad thing, to me, is that apparently there are
in a home.plenty of people who are more than willing to spend
One of my pet peeves is hearing parents ask theirtheir money on such self indulgent frills. Would that
kids what they want for dinner, and then cookingtheir consciences would prompt them to share their
each of them what they want. Each eats theirobviously disposable wealth to some worthy charity.
preferred items, resulting in volumes of left oversHow do they sleep at night. However, it is their
which go into the trash. The other thing is hearingmoney, and they have the right to spend it as they
"Just taste it. If you don't like it, you don't have tosee fit. If they do not feel moved to contribute to a
eat it." My parents put what I was to eat on mycharity, I don't suppose it would occur to them to
plate. Just enough was prepared to allow eachgive a somewhat less self indulgent gift. Shame on
person a decent serving, and you did not get upour society.
from the table until you had eaten what was on yourI don't want to be a dire predictor, but I really won't
plate. If you somehow did manage to get away withbe surprised if our grandchildren have to relearn the
not eating all that was on your plate, that was whatsurvival mode of living that prevailed when I was
you ate for your next meal.born. Remember, the roaring 20"s preceded the
I realize this practice was largely done out ofgreat depression. That had been an unprecedented
necessity, because at that time I often wonderedera of prosperity. The last 20 or so years have been
why the parents always (I didn't know they werean even greater era of prosperity.
pretending) loved the chicken tail, neck, gizzard, andRemember that things generally follow cycles.The
wings. The legs, thighs, and breasts, were alwaysdirection of the current administration in Washington,
divided up among the children. Oddly enough, today Iin my opinion, is leading us very rapidly toward
am thankful for having lived through that experience,another economic free fall, and at the same time are
because today, while I do have my favorites amongattempting to dismantle the free market system that
various foods, I can really enjoy virtually anythinghas produced the most successful economy the
that someone offers to me to eat.world has ever known.
I also really enjoy trying new foods I've never eatenGovernment interference produced the great
before. It's such a treat compared to the verydepression, (although you'd never figure that out
repetitious fare of mostly potatoes, oatmeal,from reading our modern history books) and
whatever grew well in our garden, and rabbits,government interference, I fear, will do it again.
squirrels, venison or fish that one of the men wasEconomies do not grow because of government, but
fortunate enough to get. There was also always thein spite of them. Do your part by providing your
steer and hog that our three families alwaysmother with a gift she can treasure and use for
butchered and shared among ourselves. Actually, wemany years to come, not mere minutes.
were pretty lucky, as my grandparents on both sides