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A night of deep and dreaming sleep on a warm and firm mattress with appropriate coverings was not necessarily an item on our wish list, because we drew accustomed to the more simpler forms of mattresses that were not firm but filled with cotton, and sleep was obtained without regards to levels of comfort.

These cotton filled softies were not designed for sitting, nor for afternoon naps, and God forbid that kids should ever consider jumping on them.

These home made sleeping beauties did not sit on top of high tech and well developed inner springs designed to support the big cushions of cotton filled cloth, but rather were placed right on to flat springs of iron fitted into the bed frames made of wood and also iron.

If there was anything missing from these beds and mattresses,  I suspect it would have been a sign board that read, “For Sleepers Only”.  In some cases when that did not suffice, perhaps one would have continued to read the fine print, “All others, please do not sit, touch, or stare for long”.

Indeed, true sleep really happened; And O no, I never heard any complaints of back aches derived from mattresses filled with cotton.  On each night that a sleeper arrived,  these designer recliners were prepared to receive all comers, providing sweet sleeps.

When the morning arrived and sleepers arose from their sunken comfort zones, whether immediately or later after breakfast, someone’s chore was to “make the bed”.  Today, if ever the expression “make the bed” occurred, it would be clear to mean that we straighten the pillows, spread and tuck the sheets, and top it off with coverings of blankets or quilts.

O how wonderful is the mind endowed with the power to recall the most distant memory!  Sometimes the downloads of the remotest things come to the surface which were not so trivia in prior years.   In those seemingly ancient times, “Make the bed” had at least one more chore no longer relevant in our homes today.
It simply meant that we open the cotton holders known as “bed-ticks”, and stir up the cotton inside, making the mattress smooth and attractive once again.  Then, and only then, was it ready for sleepers the next night.
Sleep well my friend.

cj04132015
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