5-13-'10
Tonight I have been looking through some of my old posts and came across this one. I thought I would post it again as it fits my melancholy mood of tonight!
Look at the date of this...almost 2 years ago...
(and I'm still often feeling 'blue!') I guess some things never change.
Relics: |ˈrelik|
noun
an object surviving from an earlier time, esp. one of historical or sentimental interest.
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I have a lot of those around this old place. Mostly, they are of the sentimental variety.
Even though my grandkids are grown-up and the days of them being here and playing their games and carrying out their adventures are long gone, I still, occasionally, unearth a
toy car or a super hero guy; sometimes just a leg or a wheel! ;) These little things I can never bear to just toss aside, so most end up in a box or jar to join other little found objects saved through the years. Sometimes I go through these things that are tucked, here and there, in my cluttered house. Sometimes I'm tempted to make a clean sweep and do some serious de-cluttering, but I never quite make it! I don't think I ever could.
Oh! Many things were saved, outright, of the growing up years of my 4 grands- and also of my 3 kids! I have stuff neatly packed away of all of the kids. I have always been a sentimental person and it was just a part of me to hold on to bits and pieces of our past.
Also- you must understand -our grands practically grew up on this ole farm. Our 3 locals were 'under our care' most of the time and our grandson who didn't live in our town was here as much as was possible; summers, school holidays etc.
Those were the best of times for me!
The memories make me happy and sad at the same time!

...But these things of which I speak today are the leftovers! These are things that remained, in spite of the years passing and the lack of any effort to keep them! I'm glad they are still here.
Here is the playhouse that Charles built for the grandkids. It has a slide off one side of the porch. (shown in a pic below)

The Radio Flyer Wagon was Zach's -a Christmas gift when he was very little. I remember him being pulled through the house in that wagon on Christmas morning by his 2 older cousins, Dan and Brian.
And the pink bike , of course, was Alli's; probably her first bike!
The others were probably what my big boys learned to ride with!
I remember how proud each kid was to master riding a bike!
That's a special time for kids, isn't it!








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This is a picture of Charles and his bike when he was about 11 or 12 years old!
The story of JAKE and this bike (in 7 parts) can be found here!
After clicking , scroll down to find the Jake stories.
('Farm Life of the Past '- some stories of my husband's growing up years in Alabama)
I never had a bike as a child.
But that's ok -I was more of a paper dolls kind of little girl! :)
Junie
Labels: Charles, Charles early days, Charles'early times, fun, Grandchildren, grandkids, june, love, Our place, Slide
Those are wonderful and picturesque relics.
Thanks, AC,
I think you might enjoy the old farm stories if you have time to search them out! :)
I appreciate your visiting. :)
Junie
I'm very sentimental too. My kids think it's silly that I gather things and keep them to put in scrapbooks, but they sure enjoy going back and looking at all the scrapbooks and photos.
I know that feeling you write of that is between happy and sad. You really miss those times when your kids and grandkids were little. I miss having little ones around too.
The playhouse (or fort for a guy) is priceless. I built one for my girls when they were younger, but it was more of a sterile swing set. Yours has character.