one of my places of the heart is East Tennesse, around Greeneville and Knoxville, My dad grew up in a small town near Greeneville called Limestone. I remember going there in the summertime to visit my grandparents and aunts and uncles. My grandparents lived on a farm with a huge farmhouse (I suspect this house was haunted).
I remember the big front porch and the chickens that had free range of the side and back yards, LOL! they didn't have indoor plumbimg so if we had to "go" we'd have to go down a pathe passed the garden to a rickety outhouse that was drafty and we used old newspapers for "cleaning" ourselves with, but as I kid, I didn't know it wasn't supposed to be fun. GROWNUPS! ach!
I remember my grandparents would always have company as my dad had seven sisters and two brothers and they had lots of children! I remember one summer we had a big party and picnic celebratiog my granparents' 50th wedding anniversary in 1968.
I remember the big kitchen and the pump at the old sink were we had to prime so it would bring watwe for washing and for cooking.
Both the house and my grandparents are gone. grandma died in 1969 and grandpa died in 1975 and the house was torn down sometime in the earlu eighties, but the memories still remain! So do most of my cousins and aunts and uncles!
I do remember those old pumps used in the country, (North, South, wherever) to get water. Whenever we visited Grandma, my brothers and I would fight over whose turn it was to pump. Not to get out of pumping, but because we all wanted to pump.
So good to finally see you again Pippin. We missed ya on Monday. Wonderful Christmas vignette about your memorable first Christmas as a server. I thought you were going to say that the snowstorm kept everyone from Church so there was no one there to serve! But it went in another direction.
Have you seen the Two Towers movie yet?