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Friday, September 23, 2011
Where I’m From
I am From
I am from garden fresh tomatoes , from Dels Lemonade and Aunt Carrie’s Chowder.
I am from the house that looks little but is not, that is full of books and smells like a wood stove.
I am from the sod in the front yard, lilies of the valley under the pine tree and a vegetable garden in front of the the front yard.
I am from polar bear plunges on New Year’s Day followed by a Disney Cartoon and a ridiculously loud laugh, from my Mother and Uncle David and Grandfather.
I am from forgetting something at the store while shopping and talking to everyone at the store, so that the return trip to get the butter takes 1 hour.
From getting your ducks in a row and some day you will have a child like you.
I am from first communion dresses and confirmation suits, from going to the Rectory after to School when I could not find my mother at home.
I’m from rural New England and the land of the wee folk., hotdogs and beans with pepperoni on Saturday nights, and leg of lamb for Easter
From the a mother who lost Philadelphia on the way to Washington D.C., the father who could fix anything, the grandmother who could cook the best peanut butter cookies .
I am from photo albums in a bookcase, baby clothes and wedding dresses under the eaves in the attic, that are worth more than any other collectibles that may be in that house.
thanks to Mama Kat’s for the writing prompt
Posted by Lisa - the Granola Catholic at 1:00 PM