Sunday, January 24, 2010

Chest of Drawers

I guess almost everyone would have special memories of a favorite chest of drawers. My memory comes from the bottom drawer of my Ma's chest of drawers. That drawer was chock full of photographs. Photos of my Ma and her folks. Photos of my Dad, many with his Dad and Mom, and many with his nine brothers and sisters. Photographs of our family from baby pictures, to graduation pictures, to anniversary pictures, to my brothers and sister with their families. I used to love looking through that drawer. I couldn't wish for those days back, for I am very content with my life, but it was a peaceful time. It was a time I shall never forget!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Chest of drawers is a magical word in our family. Of course, being a true Southerner, I've always pronounced it "chester drawers." That piece of furniture was home to everything from old photos to wrapping paper to linens to its intended use, clothing.

My favorite things found in my parents' chest of drawers were my daddy's t-shirts. My sister and I loved to sleep in our father's soft, white, cotton, V-neck t-shirts. I can still hear him asking, "Why don't you girls get some shirts of your own?"

My favorite thing found in the bottom drawer of the chest of drawers in my grandmother's room was a Wicked Witch of the West puppet. When my sister was little, our folks bought her the entire set of the Wizard of Oz puppets, but the witch scared her. That puppet was exiled to the bottom drawer for most of our childhood. Fraud would have a good time with that little story.

For some reason, the bottom drawer of my chest of drawers has become a repository for things from my childhood. It's like a little treasure trove. Recently I found a calendar from my junior year in high school back in the late seventies. What a great time we had back at old HCHS.

Guess this little walk down memory lane could be an argument for not cleaning out your drawers. After all, how can we enjoy memories if we're purging all of the time? So fill up those "chester drawers" with things you love. Pilfer through them occasionally and enjoy the journey, then let your children deal with it after your gone!