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My grandparents had these types of beds. It reminds me of visiting them when I was a kid. Miss them.

It seems like Daddy was always perched on this step stool drinking coffee from one of the white crockery cups with the black designs.

This is pretty much what Mam-maw's salt and pepper shaker cabinet looked like. Plain,anadorned, and overflowing with her collection it occupied a place in a corner of the big living / dining room until she moved from that house after Pap-paw died in 1967.

  • Debbie Reed

    I'm fascinated by the names Mam-maw and Pap-paw. I'm not even sure of the pronunciation. Are these pet names of yours, or a commonly used name for grandparents in general?

  • James Weddle

    These are are my brother's and sisters' and my pet names. We had two other sets of cousins who used the same names. Some of our cousins called them Grandmother and Grandfather. Some others called them Granny Weddle and Paw-Paw Weddle. I don't know it's exact origin and I'm not sure about the northern half of the country but in the south derivatives of these names are common Mee-Maw and Pee-Paw, Maw-Maw and Paw-Paw). There are also other off the wall names.My ex called his grand parents Ninny and Bumpa. We had friends who called their maternal grandmother Big Mama. All my nieces and nephews call my parents Granny and Pa-pa. When we were kids we thought it was real funny to hear someone refer to their grandmother as Nana. concerning the term "auntie" we have one aunt, Daddy's oldest sister, for whom that term is reserved. Her name was Irma Dee. We call her Auntie Dee but with our lazy Texas speech it has always been pronounced "Ainee Dee". Most of our aunts and uncles were referred to AND addressed by their first name.

  • James Weddle

    In our pronunciation the two hyphenated consonants are slurred to form one sound .Mam-Maw is Mammaw or Mamaw. I don't know about the Hyphen. It is just there. Their real names were Daisy Dee and James Clark.

This could be their front fence except for the missing iron wagon wheel trellis supporting the Honeysuckle over the gate. This is beautiful.

  • Debbie Reed

    This is a beautiful image, I agree. I can even smell the honeysuckle on a hot summer's day at your grandparents' place. Love, love, love that heady aroma.

Mam-maw had an old glass china cabinet literally filled with her salt and pepper shaker collection. One of our favorites was the the little t.v. set just like this one. She didn't have the JFK in his rocker.

Their house was faced with white ship-lap siding and black trim on window screens and screen doors. The simple wrought iron porch supports were yellow as was the lawn swing and all the lawn chairs. The front screen door had the grille with the bird pictured at the right of this image. It's one of the most iconic images on this board. That could be Mam-maw about to go through that door - coming home after delivering her Stanley House Products.

Their front door had this kind of grille only with a different design. But it could be at their house looking out at that wooded view. At this angle you would have seen the yellow lawn swing sitting in that little grove of trees.

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There was a yellow step stool just like this one in their yellow kitchen. I can still here the steps squeek as they were unfolded from under the seat.

Don't forget your hat and cane

  • James Weddle

    Mam-Maw and Pap-Paw would do embroidery like this together while they watched T.V. We had dish towels, pillowcases, and table cloths they had done. They also made crocheted rag rugs. My mother still has one of them. I love this.

One of these (just one) sat on a shelf above their huge kitchen stove. The lady wore a flamenco or carribean style dress on the outside but look on the inside and VA-VA, VOOM!

Refrigerator Dishes - Mam-maw had these in her refrigerator. I remember her serving "Perfection Salad" from one.

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Mangle ironer - I remember one of these in a back bedroom. I never saw my grandmother ironing at all, much less using this thing. Her's was alwys closed up. I remember seeing it opened once. I thought (and still do) that this is one of the strangest looking inventions ever.

We would cross this bridge on our most regular route to Mam-maw and Pap-paw's house. It could be pretty spooky at night. An urban legend developed around this bridge before it was closed, demolished and replaced with another bridge at another location not to far downstream.

  • Debbie Reed

    I use to travel on a little one carriage train to Nana's. I remember it as an exciting adventure every single time beginning with my first trip when I was about 5 years old. It was an extra exciting adventure on the last leg of the journey when I usually had the carriage all to myself....or so I had always thought. Mum shattered that illusion when I was reminiscing recently. I was surprised to hear that Nana always sent my Auntie Lossie, Mum's younger sister, to accompany me. I really don't remember her being there at all. A bit of the magic of my childhood has gone with this revelation if you know what I mean.

  • Debbie Reed

    This bridge of yours reminded me of the one my little train passed over just before my first sight of the sea which meant I was nearly at Nana's place.

The living room sofa was a lot like this although the room had a more shadowy atmosphere with darker woods. The frieze upholstery always felt scratchy to me when I was little. I remember late nights dozing here as the grown-up conversation from the kitchen drifted in and out of my head.

Depending on the number of people gathered at table, two or three pressed back chairs like this shared space with a couple of chrome dinette chairs and sometimes a bench on the wall side. Looking at this chair makes me smell strong coffee and fresh green onions in a glass of water on the table.

A pie safe made excusively for General Mills Foods - One like this occupied an important space in their yellow kitchen. I think it may have been one of these General Mills models. The tin was still shiney when we were kids. They used it for extra storage space and it always smelled of vanilla wafers.

Maytag Wringer Washer - This is what Mam-Maw used to wash clothes. She got an automatic washer/dryer eventually but I remember she was still using this one in 1966. It lived in their garage.

  • Debbie Reed

    Did your arm ever go through the wringer? Mine did. Thought I was going to die.

  • James Weddle

    I never got that close while it was operating. I didn't think that could actually happen. Did it just pinch it?

  • Debbie Reed

    Hmmm I have vivid memories if my arm sticking out from the other side of the wringer but thinking about it now I do agree that this feat seems unlikely, even for me. I clearly remember being rescued by Nana who interestingly wasn't at all distressed but quite cross with me. The mystery deepens as I am now recalling the cat suffering a similar fate with its tail. I think I need to validate this wringer washer childhood memory with my mother.

  • James Weddle

    Maybe Auntie Lossie was there all the time.

The sound of an old wooden screen door...

  • Debbie Reed

    Yes! I can hear it now!

  • James Weddle

    If we let it slam carelessly we had to open and close it ten times properly. Remember that long spring that kept it closed and made that creeky, quiet, musical sound when the door was opened and closed.

  • Debbie Reed

    Beautifully described James. I am on the other side of that door at Nana's right now doing my best to close the door properly. I can also feel the coolness of Nana's house compared to the sudden hit of summer heat when stepping outside.

  • James Weddle

    And we slept through the night with nothing between us and the wicked world but those screen doors.

  • Debbie Reed

    Don't remember the door ever being locked.

The dash of the '53 Bel Air

1954 Chevrolet Bel Air | SOLD | United States

1954 Chevrolet Bel Air - they had this car after the '53. I never did know why they traded from one to the other. This was in the early sixties so it wasn't like trading to a new car.