My last posting for this year , I would like to write in memory of a dear old friend.
Bobby was a kind soul who loved to visit our family. The children all loved him , when they would see his white Ford truck coming , the sound of Bobby’s here , with the banging of the kitchen door , gave me enough time to put the coffee on before he arrived in the kitchen.
He loved to tell stories of when he was young. We all truly enjoyed everyone. Life wasn’t easy for him here in the south , but that didn’t get him down , he just made do.
He would also bring me a big bowl full of fresh farm eggs when he had too many . I was delighted to trade him fresh bread for eggs!!
Then one day he walked into the kitchen with an old quilt in his shaking hands. ” Here I want you to have this”, were his words, with a look that pleaded , please like it!! Like it … I was delighted to have the old quilt. It was old and worn with the fabric beginning to dry rot , not a wonderful work of art . It was a quilt that held love!
Bobbys aunt had made it and had given it to him . He said that he know that his family that would go though his things after he died, would just throw it out .( he never had children, so it would of been his sisters left).I promised him I would treasure it as long as I lived! The dear old man’s face shone with gratitude .
Blessings to all for a Happy New Year! , Deb