…this week Carole has us looking back at our childhood. writing about the things we miss. Here’s my list:
|Grandma, me, Grandpa | August, 1976|
1. my grandparents. I could’ve made a whole list about just this. my dad’s parents lived in southern Alabama and my mom’s lived in northern California. We never lived close to either of them, so it was always a trip to visit. and a very special trip if I got to stay by myself. There is nothing like being the center of attention at your grandparents’ house! In the summer of 1976, I flew to California by myself and spent several weeks with Grandma and Grandpa. They took me to San Francisco, and Napa Valley. We saw an opera and had picnics. Grandma helped me with my sewing (guess I wasn’t much of a knitter then, but she could’ve helped me with that too).
|me and Granddaddy | August, 1977|
The following summer, I stayed with my other grandparents in Alabama. They tried (unsuccessfully) to teach me to play bridge. Grandmother taught me to tat (again, not sure why we weren’t knitting!) and Granddaddy let me drive his car (on a very deserted country road).
|Grandmother and me | August, 1977 (that dress I’m wearing, I think I sewed it the previous summer)|
I kept up a close relationship with all my grandparents into adulthood. We wrote letters, made an occasional phone call and visited. Katie was the first great-grandchild on both sides of the family and I think it’s pretty special that she got to meet all four of my grandparents (I’m not sure she remembers much beyond all the photos!) Sara also got to meet Grandma (she was called GG by then) and Granddaddy (who was called Grandpa Blinn by then).
2. summer vacation. I’m sure there must’ve been parts that weren’t fun, but all I remember is a seemingly endless stream of warm sunny days. riding my bike to the pool. or to a friends house. popsicles. cookouts. you get the idea.
3. looking forward to new albums (the kind you played on a turntable) from the likes of Billy Joel, The Rolling Stones, Chicago.
4. The Carol Burnett Show.
5. playing. My family took three-week long camping trips the summers we lived in Wyoming (1971 – 1976) and my brother and sister and I usually had only ourselves for playmates. We made up wild games, full of imagination and fun (and likely a bit of competition!)
6. Little House on the Prairie. the books. the TV series. I loved all of it. (I’m sure the Wyoming connection had something to do with this!)
7. Nancy Drew. I “discovered” her in the school library when I was in the 4th grade. The Clue of the Dancing Puppet. I proceeded to devour the entire series (and I remember my mom would re-read them…took her about 45 minutes to finish one. me, it took a few days!)
8. ice cream. I remember having several scoops for dessert most nights. we always had a few flavors in the freezer. mint chocolate chip stands out as a special favorite.
9. my mom’s vegetable garden. She grew tomatoes, zucchini, peppers and I’m sure a lot of other things. We enjoyed fresh vegetables during the summer and home-canned sauce during the winter. sadly, I have no talents in this area….
10. sledding. those Wyoming years again. sledding was a big thing. and after that, we moved to New Jersey and there was a park across the street from our house with big hills. even through college I loved bundling up and flying down the hill. (I wonder if I’d like it so much now?)
So – there you have it, a little trip down memory lane. remembering the good times.