When Mom was on vacation to the Pacific Northwest last week, she visited a very small town in Gray's Harbor County that held a part of her childhood: Her great-grandma's house. She drove by an' had to take a photograph of the house. It doesn't look as pretty or well-kept as it did in the late '70s an' early '80s. Mom doubts that there's still a huge garden in the backyard, either. Mom remembers learning to make beaded Christmas ornaments, admiring the paintings an' feather dioramas, eatin' frozen chocolate-covered bananas, an' havin' to be furry, furry quiet while visiting.
Mom's great-grandma had little birdies living in a cage in the dining room ... but no kitties or woofies. It doesn't sound like a furry fun place to visit to me ... I wonder if the current owners of that house know of the furry, furry, furry famous little boy who once visited his auntie at that house? Probably not ...
11 comments:
Wavies, Daisy! We hope y'all have a good, relaxing Sunday!
Lots of memories evoked there on that visit..
Enjoy your Sunday..
Hugs GJ xx
Sweet memories. I go past my Grand mothers hosse and a,sad because it was turned into a place of business. YOu have us wondering who that little boy was!
It's good to look back sometimes and remember happy memories. Please do tell who the famous little boy was.
I don't know... visiting a house with birds? I'd like that!
This made me feel nostalgic for my old home.
Memories that are good .... mom calls them golden moments!
What lovely memories.
Simba and Jazzi xx
It is great to have such wonderful memories of a place.
Roxy
So, just who was that boy . . . .
~Bathsheba
I once drove past the house I lived in when 3-9 years old. I didn't dare knock on the door. I wish I had.
The Big Thing.
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