Young Adult/Teen

60

Every Saturday and Sunday morning after Sunday School,
Mary and her three sisters and two brothers pack in
like sardines in their 1970’s Ford LTD and drive to a nearby
road off the highway, park the car and start “treasure hunting” for pop
bottles, by the end of a long hard day enough pop bottles can
help pay for the groceries.
Living a poor life in a 1970’s neighborhood is one thing, but
being completely humiliated by picking up pop bottles on the
side of the road where friends can see Mary and her family
is another matter. When Dad falls ill and is no longer
able to work, things in the family take a turn for the worse and
Mary learns the value of honor, family and sacrifice.

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An entry from My Pop Bottle Family
 

June 25, 1977 Saturday

Dear Diary,

Today was not a good day at all!

This morning I was out collecting those

stupid pop bottles when you’ll never

guess in a million years who drove by

on his bike….you guessed it…

Andy Meredith! I was so humiliated

I couldn’t keep the tears back and

just started blubbering right there

on the side the road like an idiot! I’m not

sure if he recognized me or not as

I was covered in pickers and weeds.

My mom and dad couldn’t understand

why I was so embarrassed. Then just when

I thought that could be the most embarrassing

thing that could ever happen to me in the whole wide

world I got my period right there on the side

of the highway in front of a zillion motorists!

Ahhhhhh!!! I will NEVER show my face

again as long as I live. That ended the pop bottle hunt for

sure and mom and I ran to the supermarket for

well…you know what. I wonder if Andy

Meredith knew I was hemorrhaging…Oh my

God, Oh my God… I don’t know if I’ll be able to show my

face around this  neighborhood ever again! Life

couldn’t get any worse than it already is!

Love, Mary

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