A clothesline was a news forecast, to neighbors passing by,
there were no secrets you could keep, when clothes were hung to dry.
It also was a friendly line, for neighbors always knew,
if company had stopped by, to spend a night or two.
For then you'd see the fancy sheets, and towels upon the line;
you'd see the company table cloths, with the intricate design.
The line announced a baby's birth, to folks who lived inside.
As brand new infant clothes were hung, so carefully with pride.
The ages of the children could so readily be known,
By watching how the sizes changed, you'd know how much they'd grown.
It also told when illness struck, as extra sheets were hung,
Then night clothes, and bathrobe too, haphazardly were strung.
It said, "Gone on vacation now" when lines hung limp and bare,
It told "Were back!" when full lines sagged, with not an inch to spare.
New folks in town were scorned upon, if wash was dingy gray,
As neighbors raised their brows, and looked disgustedly away.
But clotheslines now are of the past, for dryers make work less,
Now what goes on inside the home, is anybodies guess.
I really miss that way of life, It was a friendly sing,
When neighbors knew each other best, by what hung on the line.
1 cup sugar
1 (12oz) can evaporated milk
1 (16oz) can pumpkin
1 tsp pumpkin spice
Preheat oven to 350*. Mix well and pour into a greased 9x13" pan. Crumble a dry yellow cake mix over this, then drizzle 3/4 c melted butter over the top and sprinkle 1 cup of chopped pecans over that. Bake one hour at 350*. Let cool about 10-30 minutes and then serve, topped with vanilla ice cream.