I just made a 900 mile trip to see this sweet face. This is my grandmother, Vada, who is 95 years old. She was sure surprised to see me walk into her room at the assisted living facility in Wellington, Texas.
This is the Ritz theater that has just re-opened after years of sitting vacant. I saw Jeremiah Johnson and Bless the Beasts and the Children here as a kid.
This is the house where Santa found me every Christmas. It used to be brown with pink trim.
The park where my sisters and cousins spent many afternoons every summer.
My grandparents church, where so many memories began. About 1970, I first met my aunt's new boyfriend in this building. He is now my uncle. I can still remember the joke he told me that day. There was a man in this church who gave us chewing gum every time we saw him. Also my grandfathers funeral was here. I was a new believer and it felt like a celebration of his life because for the first time I understood his faith.
In the panhandle of Texas, late fall is cotton picking season and roadsides look like snowfall but it is really cotton.
Going to the cemetery with my grandparents. They had the oddest habit of showing everybody who came to town their plots. It was very creepy when we were teenagers.
My grandparents kitchen which has pumpkin orange counter tops. Both of their houses had this.
They both loved bright colors. Pink house and orange kitchen!
This peacock cracks me up. About 20 years ago, she gave all the girls in the family one. I thought it was hideous but obviously she loved it and wanted to share it with us.
3 comments:
cool photos! I think I've seen those countertops before, but wow.
I forgot about the man with the gum. Gotta love that peacock!! I think mine fell by the wayside on the move to California.
Thanks for the road trip. I value those memories.
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