tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609333251405752247.post8472429540876657196..comments2024-03-28T05:30:23.306-05:00Comments on O-Dark-Thirty: Mom's ChristmasVincehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00051714713211851570noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609333251405752247.post-17032596962911394812012-11-13T06:58:38.568-06:002012-11-13T06:58:38.568-06:00I have a few more stories that Mom wrote, but this...I have a few more stories that Mom wrote, but this one seemed timely. Over the next few months I'll post the better, more complete ones.<br />Mary - I remember Grandma Minnie. I might have mentioned that in an earlier post. I knew about the clock; I'm glad Lee got it.<br />Dave - that back porch was a perfect place. When people ask me which was my favorite Christmas, I always describe that last one where we were all together, on the back porch. The fire was going and Smokey just laid near me and radiated happiness. That was a good time, forever.Vincehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00051714713211851570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609333251405752247.post-35331350593968833632012-11-12T19:38:51.249-06:002012-11-12T19:38:51.249-06:00Thanks for including Mom's story here. I thin...Thanks for including Mom's story here. I think she told us bits and pieces of it throughout the years when we were growing up. She always enjoyed being around family during the holidays and I remember all the food we would have at those times. That tradition seems to have faded over the years. It also reminded me of the back porch at the house on Maple St. Now I know why that pot bellied stove was one of the essential components for that porch when she was planning it out. I have to admit I loved sitting on that porch with the stove going and the snow coming down outside. Talk about tranquility. Anyway, thanks for sharing a small piece of Mom's spirit to allow it to live on.DaveBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08510425004446108243noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609333251405752247.post-6889459046936841702012-11-12T17:15:22.404-06:002012-11-12T17:15:22.404-06:00Thanks for your Mom's story. In my minds eye I...Thanks for your Mom's story. In my minds eye I can picture all those relatives gathered around that extended table in a too small kitchen. My mother said when she was dating my father that scene was repeated every Sunday,all the aunts and uncles and cousins, brothers and sisters came to eat at "ma's" or Grandma Elston's or Gramma Minnie's. They didn't have much but the table was always set with lots of love. The old mantle clock she mentions still chimes-Lee had it restored and it sits on his mantle now. Thanks again for sharing her memories mlAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com