Local Crawdads
We hiked through the fields to the railroad tracks, and caught crawdads in the ponds. When we had a bucketful, Mom let us crack off their tails, and she fried the tails for us.
I am Doris Oden Darrow, born in the late 1920s in a coastal suburb of Los Angeles, California, known as Venice. In the 1980s, my grown children asked me to write down as many memories from my childhood as I could. In 1987 I sat down at our old Royal typewriter and began my first blog. It is reproduced here, as faithfully as possible. The dates are manufactured, as Blogger's tools only allow dates as far back as Jan 1, 1999.
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