tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post8887681359898224116..comments2024-03-22T18:13:10.026-06:00Comments on On the Alberta/Montana Border: You Had it Tough? We Rode the Bus!Diane Stringam Tolleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-38275096404429938702012-01-24T09:48:48.612-07:002012-01-24T09:48:48.612-07:00Oh, Ginger! You da man! Well . . . sort of . . . :...Oh, Ginger! You da man! Well . . . sort of . . . :) I remember those metal lunch buckets. With the slot for holding a thermos. I'd love to hear more of your 'bus stories'!Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-56170275335968165042012-01-24T08:50:14.270-07:002012-01-24T08:50:14.270-07:00Oh, that's hilarious! And a little bit scary! ...Oh, that's hilarious! And a little bit scary! I don't think I would like it if I knew my kids were PUSHING a bus UP a hill! yikes! I had to ride the bus too. I had a mean bus driver that would pull your hair if you got our of your seat. I have some really good bus stories actually. :) Like the time I hit a bully in the face with my metal lunch box because I was tired of him picking on me. Yeah... like that. Oh, I had a temper on me when I was pushed far enough! Now you won't want to be my friend anymore that you know my violent past. hahaGingerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08343850343665764276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-58092489052603035892012-01-23T20:04:07.987-07:002012-01-23T20:04:07.987-07:00You definitely missed out on something, Joanne! Bu...You definitely missed out on something, Joanne! But in reading your adventures, you more than made up for it!!!Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-35356314297536744472012-01-23T20:03:21.615-07:002012-01-23T20:03:21.615-07:00It really was true! If the bus started working har...It really was true! If the bus started working harder, the wipers would go slower. Then quit. It was fun to watch. Probably not a much fun for the driver :) And yes. the big kids did have to push the bus. I was little. I got away with walking . . .Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-30779663720762104652012-01-23T19:58:18.376-07:002012-01-23T19:58:18.376-07:00Your Mom got to be the driver?! I always thought t...Your Mom got to be the driver?! I always thought that would be the neatest job! You never had to walk . . .Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-56831862743141052502012-01-23T19:57:17.805-07:002012-01-23T19:57:17.805-07:00Oh, I remember those greasy roads and the bus slid...Oh, I remember those greasy roads and the bus sliding back and forth! Maybe that's why I still can't sleep in a moving vehicle . . .Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-59509131706546877832012-01-23T19:35:52.384-07:002012-01-23T19:35:52.384-07:00We were deprived of school buses. I want a do ove...We were deprived of school buses. I want a do over.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834682329952369721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-23742130026615510562012-01-23T19:14:43.295-07:002012-01-23T19:14:43.295-07:00Is this really true about the wipers???
Unbelievab...Is this really true about the wipers???<br />Unbelievable.<br />Were children expected to push the bus?<br /><br />Wow!A Lady's Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11973102350411443282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-36103880703493971212012-01-23T17:58:47.068-07:002012-01-23T17:58:47.068-07:00My mother drove a bus just like that in the mid to...My mother drove a bus just like that in the mid to late 70's. She always had an adventure or tale to tell when she got home. Some days in the winter she would come home covered in snow or wet from sticking her head out the window. Great story!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15972430229339449257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-6546530447453418272012-01-23T17:25:18.109-07:002012-01-23T17:25:18.109-07:00Those school buses were something else in the day ...Those school buses were something else in the day weren't they? No insulation. We huddled for warmth. Well we were a farming area so there were lots of BIG boys to help get the bus back on track when things went wrong (like the back end doing its level best to slide into the ditch). Lots of fun. Kids today don't know what they are missing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com