Spreak break has begun here in southern Oregon. I don't know if that's a universal season or it's up to local whims.
No school this week. They're all out.
The Beanery's manager was telling me her teenage sons were complaining. They didn't have anywhere to go for spring break. Some of their friends were going to Tahiti and Hawaii, while others headed off on ski vacations.
Nicki is about ten years younger than me. "We never went anywhere on spring break," she said.
I put on my elder generation day. "No. We were happy to have a day off from school. We didn't need to 'go' anywhere."
Our school didn't have a 'spring break' in Pennsylvania and West Virginia in the late sixties and early seventies. I seemed to recall getting one or two days off around Easter, but not a week.
Reminiscing about those years, I remember that one of the big things we started doing was walking to the mall. We'd walk up there, walk around, and walk home. Our mall was the Monroeville Mall. It opened during my youth - May of 1969, according to Wikipedia. Before that, I didn't know what a mall was. Hearing that it was an enclosed shopping center, my spirited response was a shrug. Mom was always trying to get us to go outside to play and get sunshine. Now she's talking about a shopping center that removes the outside component. It seemed backward.
Nonetheless, we ventured to the mall because the mall featured candy stores and an ice skating rink - right there inside the mall. Talk about progress.
But the mall was basically stores and we were boys. Shopping, whether enclosed from the elements or exposed to their ill effects, didn't interest us. My best memory from going to the mall was going to GC Murphys and getting three submarine sandwiches for a dollar. They were 'Italian' subs. Made on white hoagie rolls, they had American cheese, salami, balonga and ham with iceberg lettuce, tomatos, and onions.
GC Murphy was probably my favorite store then. Unlike Gimbels, they had a great toy section full of cheap model cars and airplanes. I was a big model builder in those days. Reading, building models, playing sports, and drawing and painting were my activities, no matter what season it was or whether we were on break.
Going somewhere for spring break? It never entered our minds.
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