A trip to visit the family in Madison, Indiana this weekend was a bit adventurous and a bit nostalgic. First…congrats to my niece Ashley for her team win on the soccer field Saturday. Spent the afternoon visiting my Grandmother at the nursing home…she will be 98 in November! I really enjoyed the visit although her mind isn’t good, she did know who I was. After the visit and a trip to DQ with my folks (we used to do that all the time as a treat when I was a kid!), Dad was taking the motorcycle to check on my grandparents farm so I decided to ride along…been a while since I’ve been on the back of a bike and it was so exhilarating!
As I wandered around the house, memories assailed me and I found myself in tears, much to my surprise! My grandfather passed away 6 years ago and until December last year, my grandmother continued to live on the farm, nothing has been removed from the house, it still feels like they are both there. So many memories of my childhood, I spent a lot of time, especially in the summer months, with them, as the oldest of 4, it was my place to be the only one. I learned how to cook in the kitchen, peeled peaches and apples for pies to freeze so that we could enjoy them during the winter, picked corn from the garden to freeze and learned to can, although I can’t remember much of that now…only the story of the exploding canned beets coating the kitchen, right after we had done the “summer clean”…which meant we had to do it all over again.
I loved spending the summer months there, even though they didn’t have air conditioning…we spent a lot of evenings on the porch, because they are so close to the Ohio River, we could hear the music from bars in Carrollton, KY and during the Aurora Borealis wow! Enough meandering down memory lane, the tears may start again…,
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