Today I continue my series about my childhood community in the Hollow (Dutch Hollow, or Bohemian Hollow) as known by the old folks. I wanted to share a bit about community. There were about 16 homes in our section, a few more beyond the main road where we lived. My friend’s grandparents owned and operated the local tavern, mostly a gathering place where the main attractions were the jukebox and pool table.
A couple times a year, the adults organized a potluck. At that time, the pool table was draped and became a table to house all kinds of delicious food! It was a time of fun for everyone. We children played outside. The adults danced around the pool table, and moved tables to make more room. My dad taught me how to dance and I loved it. He was a jitterbug enthusiast. There was a lot of laughter, talking, and this gathering embraced a community of neighborly love.
The Hollow wasn’t like living in the shadow of Little House on the Prairie where these kinds of gatherings were held in the church grounds. Our church seemed to be in a totally different community. Myself and my friends were the only ones from our area who attended church, not our parents. We walked to and from, and it wasn’t a short walk! But I digress.
We children in the Hollow grew up playing in the grass outside the tavern most weekends when the adults would gather for playing cards, playing pool, and dancing. We played Simon Says, Mother May I, Hide and Seek, and Freeze Tag. As teenagers, we sat on the picnic table provided on the lawn and that was our gathering place. We drank soda from glass bottles. This was how we spent a lot of our summer weekends.
In the winter, people gathered in homes. My family would go to my Aunt and Uncles house about five houses away. They had a small television, which we didn’t have. But mostly everyone gathered at a long table and played silly card games. My favorite was I Doubt It, and yes, I was allowed to play, too. In I Doubt It, all 52 cards are dealt to the players. No limit on players. Then the play begins with the person next to the dealer. Cards are to be laid face down in the middle, first player with aces, second with twos and so on. If a player doesn’t have the required rank of card, they can lay down any other cards and “lie” about it. Before the next player’s turn someone can call out “I Doubt It!” If the play was a lie, then that player must add all the cards in the middle to their hand. If they were telling the truth, then the person who “doubted” must take all the cards in the middle. First person to get rid of all their cards is the winner. One can lay down from one to four cards at a time. If there are a lot of players, a second deck can be added which makes it more difficult to remember how many of each rank have been played already.
During weekdays, some women would gather in the basement of my aunt’s house where a large quilting table was set up. This is where I learned the art of hand quilting. There were many gathering places, including the kitchens of homes where friends would gather for coffee and talk. Sometimes a washing machine was in the kitchen and the owner would do her work and sit between loads and chat.
I look back on these gathering places and realize how different life is today. I don’t have any friends who live close to me where we can go back and forth between kitchens to share conversation over a cup of coffee, tea, or an iced drink. At times, I long for this, but I wouldn’t want to go back again. I’m content to make the most of the life God has provided for this season of life. Times do change and we learn to be flexible and enjoy the memories from the past…the good ones.