Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Summer of Sixty Two


                                 ... summer of sixty two / crowded morning kitchen

                                                                            ... singing with my father / Mule Skinner Blues





Photograph by Linda Butler

12 comments:

  1. Oh, sweet! What a great memory. And like the best poetry, I suppose, it prompts me to begin knocking around in dusty corners of my mind to see whether I have something comparable. Nice!

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    1. Thank you, Nancy. Childhood for me was a pretty nice time, but not for everyone ... I was blessed...

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  2. Such wonderful memories! Remembering is sometimes the art of bringing the present into the past. Our present reflections on things that happened so long ago can be so vivid and real. This seems to be one of those moments.

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    1. We had a small kitchen with five siblings and it got pretty crowded. I feel very grateful that music was always a big part of our daily lives.

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  3. I really LOVE that photograph! Off to look up Mule Skinner Blues.....

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    1. There are several versions, but Dolly Parton's is awfully nice... :) I thought that was a great photo, too.

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  4. This is such a wonderfully evocative poem Teresa. Beautiful. My first reaction was to wonder whether this is an actual memory, and I see from the comments that it is. Makes me smile. Warm memories of a warm crowded kitchen... Along with the clanging of pots and pans, and song, I hear laughter. I see a father delighting in the smiles and happiness of his daughter. I see a happy little girl who loves to hear her father sing. On the faces of everyone in the room, as they are busy preparing to set the table, I see smiles.

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    1. Thank you, Bill. I thought the photo captured the moment quite well. We made some nice memories around that table and some not so nice, but overall it was a wonderful country childhood. Music was a dominant force in our lives. I so appreciate the time you take to read my posts and leave comments. I can well imagine you are having a very busy year.

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  5. This is just lovely, the poem and your photo.
    Not sure how I found my way to your blog but I'm here and I love it and am following you now :)
    You write beautifully.

    Take care.

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    1. Welcome, Margie. I'm so glad you found me. Thank you so much.

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  6. A perfect childhood memory. I like it.

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    1. Music makes for some fine memories, as you know ... :)

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