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I'm having a little flashback.  When I was a child we always used "peach" crayon for the flesh color of skin.

When my children were small, I think their box of Crayolas had a crayon named "flesh"  -   pretty similar shade.

Subsequently I believe, "flesh" as "skin color" was deemed a little too politically incorrect as you can imagine.

Have no idea what the colors are named these days..

Update:  Wikipedia has a History of Crayola Crayons article.  LOL

Some of my favorites were retired in 1990  And peach is back to being peach.

I think it is crazy to retire any of the colors...Lemon Yellow and Teal Blue....I mean really....

CEK40 wrote:

View, unobstructed wrote:

I'm having a little flashback.  When I was a child we always used "peach" crayon for the flesh color of skin.

When my children were small, I think their box of Crayolas had a crayon named "flesh"  -   pretty similar shade.

Subsequently I believe, "flesh" as "skin color" was deemed a little too politically incorrect as you can imagine.

Have no idea what the colors are named these days..

Update:  Wikipedia has a History of Crayola Crayons article.  LOL

Some of my favorites were retired in 1990  And peach is back to being peach.

I think it is crazy to retire any of the colors...Lemon Yellow and Teal Blue....I mean really....

I know!  and I always kind of liked the name "raw umber" 
 

View, unobstructed wrote:

Here are some more questions - for anyone who'd like to join in.

1.  I would spend a lot more time, probably every month, going to see friends and relatives  on the east coast, on the west coast, North Carolina, Georgia, etc.   

2.   A nurse or doctor because I saw so many children in pain in China.  

3.   The possibility of being psychologically isolated or marginalized or the possibility of this happening to a loved one. 

4.   Hard to choose between Frederich Buechner or Bernie Sanders or Meryl Streep.  These are people who know who they are.  They change but do not abandon their principles and their kindness towards others.  This does not mean that they will not take a firm and principled stand even if it does get interpreted as an attack.  

5.   Yes, my first Christmas back in the US in school.  Other than "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" and "Jingle Bells", I knew no non religious Christmas songs.  I was sure that everyone was looking at me and thinking who was the strange girl who doesn't even know "Frosty the Snowman", etc.?  I was 11.   

6.  I hesitated before I answered this honestly.  Yes for or years and years I had an unusual, recurring dream.   About two years after I was married I would dream that I was at the high school where my dad  was a guidance counselor in Cincinnati.  The academic building was connected to the athletic building by a long corridor that was glassed in with no floors above it.   I was walking by myself and could see my husband coming towards me with a group of other men walking with him and periodically whispering in his ear.  I didn't recognized any of them, but I can hear them.  They are telling him that I do not love him.   He looks incredibly sad.  And there is nothing that I can say that counter acts when these men are saying.  About two years after my husband's first hospitalization (voluntary) for acute paranoia psychosis, I realized that the dream had stopped and it never did return.  On the day that the psychiatrist, a very good one, dismissed him from the hospital 40 days later, he told my husband that if he could learn to talk about what was behind his tears, he, the psychiatrist guaranteed that he would never be in a hospital again.   But he was unable to.  Brene Brown calls breakdowns spiritual awakenings; a call to be vulnerable and trust the people who love you most.  That was 1977.  Years later in Dec. of 1993 he decided that he did not want to go with us to the wedding of a high school friend of our daughter.  We ate at a restaurant before our three children and I left.  We all hugged and kissed him, they we walked out.  Except our older son who worked so hard to show his dad how much he loved him, decided to go back and hug his dad again.  I was sad for my older son because his dad, who was preoccupied with whatever he was thinking about, could not even take in how much this son loved him. About six months into being on this board, things began to change.  So even in our 70's there is hope for healing among all of us.     I hope this is not too heavy.  I have thought about sharing more about our journey but my older son and I who are the ones most willing to share have both noticed that sometimes the weight of this story is just too heavy.  

7.  Kittens and cats.  

8.  Earlier I described how a changed my teaching.  Take my last 7 years of teaching and put it in a bookstore with a tea room and that would be the perfect job.  Lots of flowers too. 

9.  Night owl because it seems that is when the best in depth conversations take place.  

10.  My mother was concerned because our dad was not with us, and  we were on an ocean liner traveling from Hong Kong to London,and I developed a crush on one of the cabin boys who was 17 or 18.  I was 10 and 1/2.  I don't remember his name or what he looked like.  Besides, my 9 year old brother and I were most interested in sitting outside the bar and watching them take drunk people out. 

11.  Owl

12.  No.

13. Maybe a candle that is lit. But I would not ever have a tattoo.

14. The third movement, adagio movement, of Beethoven's Emperor Piano Concerto. My two sons also love this movement.     I tell you though, Freddie Mercury and Montessarte Cabal singing  "Guide Me Home" with"How Can I Go On?" like this adagio movement make me come to a stop and pay attention.  

15.  A shop that would specialize in steamed puddings afternoon tea, books and lots of conversation for men and women boys and girls.  It would be called "Puddin' and Pie" and the logo would be the face of George, our now deceased but formerly very playful, especially in the snow, Rotweiller.  In the photo we kept he still has snow on his nose from a romp in the snow. 

KOS I love Freddie Mercury and had not thougth of that song is such a while...Queen was one of my two favorite groups....The Eagles being the second...

...and our Bella a Rottie also, that we just lost LOVED the snow too...I have several lovely pics of here just tossing the snow with her nose...
 

Last edited by CEK40 (6/14/2016 8:10 pm)

View, unobstructed wrote:

Here are some more questions - for anyone who'd like to join in.

 1.  Actually I don't think I would spend it much different than I do now, but I might travel a bit with hubby and do more "family" vacations with our children and grandchildren.  
 
 2.  An "animal doctor" as I called it when I was little
 
 3.  The unknown...

 4.  Julie Andrews

 5.  I told my daddy that I was going to a friends house but failed to tell him that we were all going to the skating rink...well his ESP kicked in (I inherited it from him) and he came to the rink and got me and made me leave...I was so embarassed...I think we were in jr high school.

 6.  I don't have a recurring dream that I remember, but most of my dreams that I am able to recall are crazy jumbles.  I really don't dream a lot that I remember...does that make me strange.  I usually have scary dreams if I eat a lot before I go to bed...

 7.  Oh my I have to choose....hmmmmm I think I will go with cats because there are so many dog rescues and not that many for cats and kittens that I am aware of here.

 8.  A Disney Animator

 9.  Night owl I guess, or really early in the morning...I like the peacefulness of those times with the sounds...each is different.

10. His name was Mike Cumbia and he lived down the street from me...we were both little chubby kids in elementary school...LOL

11. Owl

12. Nope

13. "Practically Perfect in Every Way" around my wrist....my children have always joked about me getting that....LOL (my son has quite a few tattoos and my daughter has one) 

14. I am afraid to think to hard or one will get stuck in my head...but will get back to this one...

15. A little artsy/photo/frame shop..I will have to think on the name!!


I will get back to the ones I left blank after I give them a little more thought

Last edited by CEK40 (6/14/2016 8:37 pm)

CEK40 wrote:

View, unobstructed wrote:

Here are some more questions - for anyone who'd like to join in.

 1.  Actually I don't think I would spend it much different than I do now, but I might travel a bit with hubby and do more "family" vacations with our children and grandchildren.  
 
 2.  An "animal doctor" as I called it when I was little...but a wife and mother was at the top of the list too...
 
 3.  The unknown...

 4.  Julie Andrews

 5.  I told my daddy that I was going to a friends house but failed to tell him that we were all going to the skating rink...well his ESP kicked in (I inherited it from him) and he came to the rink and got me and made me leave...I was so embarassed...I think we were in jr high school.

 6.  I don't have a recurring dream that I remember, but most of my dreams that I am able to recall are crazy jumbles.  I really don't dream a lot that I remember...does that make me strange.  I usually have scary dreams if I eat a lot before I go to bed...

 7.  Oh my I have to choose....hmmmmm I think I will go with cats because there are so many dog rescues and not that many for cats and kittens that I am aware of here.

 8.  A Disney Animator

 9.  Night owl I guess, or really early in the morning...I like the peacefulness of those times with the sounds...each is different.

10. His name was Mike Cumbia and he lived down the street from me...we were both little chubby kids in elementary school...LOL

11. Owl

12. Nope

13. "Practically Perfect in Every Way" around my wrist....my children have always joked about me getting that....LOL (my son has quite a few tattoos and my daughter has one) 

14. I am afraid to think to hard or one will get stuck in my head...but will get back to this one...

15. A little artsy/photo/frame shop..I will have to think on the name!!


I will get back to the ones I left blank after I give them a little more thought