Summing it Up...
Now, that I'm way on the wrong side of sixty, I feel that being true to self is important. "I yam, what I yam." Kindness and smiles are to be given away. Women are strong. Men are more vulnerable than we believe. Husbands may come and go...but one thing I know for sure is that I will NEVAH live without a corgi or coffee in my life if I can prevent it. Come piles of dog fur or hot water!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Here it is again, time to post for Vintage Thingie Thursday, sponsored by our dear friend, Coloradolady. Please click her name to see other vintage blog entries. It's interesting what everyone comes up with!
This little sweeper was a dynamo in its day. Mom purchased it at Sears, oh, maybe 1961. She used it to sweep a 3-bedroom ranch for over 25 years. She surely got her money's worth out of that little yellow canister!
It seems back in the mid to late 50's, a family wanted an 8mm camera to catch all those Kodak moments for posterity. Our folks were no exception. One or the other seemed to always have this camera in front of one eye, catching my brothers and I either on a camping trip in the UP, visiting family in Michigan, or opening Christmas, under tinsel trimmed trees. My dad in a flannel robe bending over a train track on Christmas is forever in my head, thanks to that little camera. After my Dad died, my family went through reel after reel of film, and had them made into VHS tapes. Our entire childhood was recorded. Aunts, uncles, dogs, houses, a table covered with Thanksgiving's bounty, and our long deceased father, is forever alive on that tape. The first time we watched, we laughed our heads off, and then... cried our eyes out!