I remember back when we had antenna TV, to turn the antenna it was a task and always took three.
One in front of the TV, one on the porch and one to climb the tree.
The one standin in front of the TV is the one that played the biggest part and held the key.
I can still hear it now, TURN IT A LITTLE MORE, A TAD MORE. WHOAAA, GO BACK SOME MORE.
We had one brother that could climb a tree faster than a squirrel. He’d scare ye to death so bad it’d make ye hair curl.
We only got two channels and they were snowy as could be, except on a clear day and that old antenna was stuck high up in that tree.
And when it came a good, swiff wind it’d happen every time. That old TV was gone and we’d holler for him to take his daily climb.
One time we put daddy in front of the TV and on the porch was my spot to be.
My brother hadn’t been in the tree long before daddy yelled, WHOAAAA, COME ON DOWN.
On the way back down my brother slipped and hit every limb as he fell to the ground.
We all went runnin, just knowin he’d broke every bone in his body.
He got up off the ground and seemed to be alright but he walked awfully slowly.
When we went in to check out the TV, it was still snowy as could be. Daddy was sittin there with his legs crossed and said son you’re gonna get killed yet climbin that tree.
That TV was blank as ye ole hat, couldn’t see a thing. All my brother could say was Daddy what happened to the dang thing.
My brother wouldn’t climb it again when daddy was in reign. He knew there was no use or he’d have to borrow daddy’s walkin cane.
Mama got upset and had plenty to say. She told daddy the next time to
get out of the way. That young’un could’ve broke his neck and you’d still be sittin here killin the day. Sanford and Son is not worth it at all to see a young’un climb a tree and take a death fall.
Daddy sure did like his favorite show and mama always waited patiently and the anticipation continued to grow. She wouldn’t admit it but she sure did love her game show.
She actually had two she liked the best. Wheel Of fortune and The Price Is Right, was a joyful contest.
But when it came time for us to watch our favorite one of all, dog gone if company wouldn’t come to call.
Yep, just walk right in and make themselves at home. And it’d been a whole week since we’d seen The Waltons come on.
By the time they left we had to hit the tic and there’d be no TV and our wounds we had to lick and half the time my brother was using daddy’s walkin stick.
I’ll have to give credit where credit is due. When an old antenna is all you got, you learn to make do. Even if climbing a tree, it takes a whole crew.
© Susie Swanson, 2015