Gerry Sue Pallas

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    Memories of the Eason Homestead-Gerry Sue

    Ribbon candies at Christmas

    The fireplaces being boarded up

    Sleeping on the back porch with Mama, Poppa and whatever cousins were around

    Shelling peas on the back steps

    Churning butter on the back steps

    Mama’s chickens

    Mama cleaning fish—ick

    Mama frying chicken—yum

    Mama’s cornbread—hot with real butter

    BUTTERMILK—heavenly

    Real Grits

    Eating watermelon in the backyard

    Playing in the dirt and mud—an idyllic life

    The vegetable garden

    Vegetables like corn, orca, green beans and Aunt Mary’s mint plants

    Fresh snow with syrup on it

    The washhouse and wash day and the ringer washing machine

    The house always having someone there

    Never ‘having’ to wear shoes at Mama’s

    Everyone eating at the kitchen table—it looked so small when I went back as an adult

    Always having something to do and someone’s lap to cuddle into

    The big black wall phone in the hall

    Mama’s secretary with its secret drawers and hiding places

    The big mahogany four poster beds in the adults’ bedrooms

    Sitting on the kitchen counter eating raw dough among other things

    Mama’s pies

    The front porch and that wonderful swing

    Watching thunderstorms and heavy rain from the front porch or the screened back porch

    Mama’s Singer Sewing Machine

    The quilts Mama made

    The ever marvelous attic, all the wonderful treasures up there and all those big old pictures in even bigger frames

    The front room furniture and sitting nicely with a frilly dress and shoes and socks—being ladylike

    The front room full of people for Mama & Papa’s 50th Wedding Anniversary party

    The little golden bells on the cake squares

    Going back to Texas for Mama’s funeral and the front room full of people again

    Running up and down the hall and in and out the doors

    The really majestic stairs up to the attic

    All the big windows open along with the doors on really hot days and the breeze from the electric fans

    The closet in the bedroom 16 feet off the floor (maybe a bit less)

    The smell of the storm cellar

    Dad’s radio repair shop and all the intriguing things in it

    The windmill and water tower

    The pecan trees

    PECANS

    Pecan Divinity

    The burrs in the grass and being placed in the middle of it barefoot because I had annoyed one of my cousins

    The weeping willow

    Horney Toads and lizards

    The pond with its fish

    The really dark and small garage

    Mama’s flowers and flowering plants and bees

    Sitting on the back stairs at night and looking at the stars

    My birthdays, my birthday cakes and my dolls

    Always being in a happy place and knowing I was loved and cherished by one and all

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