The Meat Locker

It amazes me sometimes to think about the things we take for granted in today’s world. We talk, text or email people around the world from a little device we carry in our pockets. We scroll through hundreds of channels looking for a show to watch on television. Or to DVR so we can watch it later.

But it wasn’t always so. . . .

My maternal grandmother—we called her Mimi—lived in the thriving city of Munday, Texas. No, spell-check, I did not misspell it. It does have a “u.”

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Growing up, I always visited Mimi for a week or so in the summer. Bear in mind this was in the late 1940s and early 1950s, and there was no air conditioning in public buildings. The new house she had built in 1950 was air conditioned, but this was a rarity at the time, and any time we left the house we sweltered.

Mimi loved to take me around town to show me her friends and to run errands, and I always suffered when I went with her. Car, drug store, department store, other people’s homes—everywhere we went we sweltered. She must have felt it even worse than I did, since she always dressed like she was going to church. Shorts were unthinkable, and she never even wore slacks or jeans.

All of this is why I loved Atkinson’s Grocery Store. No, it wasn’t air conditioned either, but it had a meat locker. Unlike Harry Snyder’s grocery store where my mother shopped in Fort Worth, their meat locker was accessible to the public. Mr. Snyder’s was back behind the butcher counter, like those in most grocery stores of the time, but I could actually walk into this one at Atkinson’s, and doing so became my normal routine.

I have no idea what the actual temperature was inside the locker. It must have been above 32 degrees, because the meat didn’t freeze, but it was plenty cold in there. I’d stay until I couldn’t stand the cold any more and then go out to join Mimi, but if it took her very long to finish her shopping I’d be back in the meat locker.

We didn’t have all the comforts and gadgets of today’s world, but we found ways to make do.

Ø Think of your early childhood—what things would blow your children’s or grandchildren’s minds compared to their lives today?

Ø How did some of these things from childhood mold your development?

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About David N. Walker

David N. Walker is a Christian husband, father and grandfather, a grounded pilot and a near-scratch golfer who had to give up the game because of shoulder problems. A graduate of Duke University, he spent 42 years in the health insurance industry, during which time he traveled much of the United States. He started writing about 20 years ago and has been a member and leader in several writers' groups. Christianity 101: The Simplified Christian Life, the devotional Heaven Sent and the novella series, Fancy, are now available in paperback and in Kindle and Nook formats, as well as through Smashwords and Kobo. See information about both of these by clicking "Books" above.
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5 Responses to The Meat Locker

  1. Lynn says:

    Though much younger than you (obviously), one of the lost arts that I treasured was letter-writing. Particular letters from you. I would save them all and had them stacked in a drawer in my bedroom to pull out and read whenever I wanted to. My children probably haven’t ever written a letter other than a thank you note. And, similarly, they haven’t received many, either.

    Lynn

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  2. Barb Estinson says:

    For some reason, your blog doesn’t want my comments today. This is the 4th time I’ve tried … was booted off the other 3 times. But I am persistent! Since I am one of the few people older than you, I well recall the meat locker. Loved it also. Same reason. I often wondered how Mimi could stand all the clothes she wore, winter and summer. And you probably never saw her undergarments!

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    • You’re right. I never saw them – at least not when she was wearing them. Sorry you had trouble commenting. I run into that on other people’s blogs at times.

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  3. Marcia says:

    I was just talking about a/c this am with my husband and hot it was at night . As a kid we slept practically naked. I think the fact that we didn’t have DVDs, computers Xbox, or cell phones makes my kids and grandkids wonder what we did with our time. Love my little transistor radio, though. But we used our imaginations to entertain ourselves and they have trouble with that today.
    Great post! Thanks for sharing.

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