A throw away nation verses a cowgirl heritage keeper…Me!
In today’s modern world if I want it…I can find it. And if I break something, I can run to Wal-Mart and replace it…and if I get tired of something, well I can throw it out and get a new one…furniture, computers, phones, cars…marriages are easy come easy go if it does not work out…and the American Family that God created, is gone. I remember reading long ago in the bible that in the end of days brother would be against brother and children would be against their parents…at the time I could not fathom that…but today I can. We have it in our own family and we see it in families around us.
But…what about heritage and family history? Easy come…easy go you say…what? No that is not the way it is to be…family honor and people are important. Heritage sometimes takes hard work and sometimes it is not easy but in the end it is so very worth it!
I took this photo of Minnie on New Years morning while she was waiting for her bacon…
And Miss Ellie was waiting for her bacon too…she is my shadow now and Minnie is my master…I’m in good hands, I mean paws:)
After breakfast…I downloaded my photos and noticed how interesting this photo turned out with the intense colors in the morning light. I love the varied deep red colors full of artistic patterns that pulls the design together with the old wood floor and the old dry sink. I began to hear the stories of life and the history in each piece…which made my heart smile.
The red leather sofa you see is full of family history, young love, lots of heritage with a great story to tell. In the early 1940’s, my Mom and Dad were preparing for family to come visit the ranch. Mom was cleaning house so she sent my Dad to town by himself to purchase a bedroom set for the guest room…why I don’t know? The road to town was 20 miles of dirt and gravel, with ruts and various other things to drive over and through…maybe that’s why she sent him? Dad was gone all day and when he came home, he had gotten a good deal on the bedroom set, so he bought a red leather sofa and chair set to surprise Mom, for their living room.
Mom was surprised and more than a little! Mom did not like the color red or leather furniture! She told me she instantly saw red when Dad got home with it!
Dad was shocked as he thought she would “Love the rich brown leather sofa and chair“…but Dad was color blind and red looked like brown!
Mom was a trooper as they used the red sofa for many years…and she kept it, she did not throw it away. In their 60 years of marriage, they only purchased 3 sofa’s…you see the world was different then…you appreciated things given to you or things that you bought. Society had a better value on the things we saved our money for…and hardly anyone used a credit card. Mom always told me to “Spend wisely and be sure you will be happy with what you choose, as you will have it a long time…you don’t need top of the line but medium is about right as you want it to last.” And “If you choose wrongly and are not happy with it, you have to live with it and make the best of it.” I had good parents…if I made wrong choices, they made me learn from my mistakes. In today’s world, we see kids make wrong choices and their parents either rescue them or do not make them pay the price to learn from their mistake…its sad to see as part of learning about life and being responsible for yourself, is learned through our mistakes.
Dad loved his sofa and so do I as it’s long and we are tall. I will keep it forever…it has never been recovered, they made things to last in the 1940’s! I love the wear of life that shows on the old leather! Mostly though, I love the story.
The Navajo blanket has a chapter to share too. Dad took a trip with a buddy to Texas to buy a young horse named Red that had good bloodlines etc. It was not a quick trip on freeways like we have today.
Dad was on a mission to find the perfect gift for Mom, hoping to win a few brownie points for his being gone and buying another horse. He found a beautiful Navajo Blanket and proudly brought it home thinking Mom would love it. Notice the red again…whoops…darn color blindness! It was not fun to be with Dad in a large city either…red lights, HA!
Mom kept the Navajo with the red sofa and chair for a few years in the living room, after all they matched. When Mom told me the story, she he told me “its the thought that counts and not the gift”…so very true. Eventually, the Navajo hung with honor on the wall of the den with the red sofa under it when I grew up…I love it and so does Minnie Mouse!
Red turned out to be a great horse that Dad had for many years, and he eventually became my second horse, that’s Red with me above.
In closing I wanted to share this photo of Mr. Rooster. He was showing off for me on the log fence…he hung around the pasture close to the house when I went through breast cancer a few years ago…each morning he appeared promptly about 8:00 to visit me out my window, as if he was checking on me. I’m coming up on my 8th Anniversary and was thinking about him…truly he was a gift of Majesty!
As I sit with my feet up enjoying the view of family history…I realize we grew up in a different world than today’s world. Oh sure sometimes I love technology, or going to the big city to shop for clothes and I appreciate a good running vehicle…but nothing can replace family heritage, family honor, cherished memories, truth, dignity and respect…my parents saw to it that I learned these valuable lessons for living life…as our traditions tell the story of family history and that is the basis and foundation of our lives.
Life is too short and precious to throw it away.
Wishing you a peaceful night…and a wonderful Happy New Week!
Hot Rod Cowgirl 
Feb 11, 2014 @ 02:02:18
A excellent blog post – describing some strong family values – like you I detest the throwaway society and I recycle like mad as a result – the bible quote is intriguing – in the UK travel is a lot easier and therefore people travel and move for work – this puts strains on family and makes friendship harder to find – anyway I don’t know where that all came from – the power of honest blogging I suppose – my main aim was to say you use colour really well and get the most from your composition – it looks like you have lots of open space around you which comes across in your photography 👍
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Feb 11, 2014 @ 12:59:36
Thank you so much for visiting my blog, it is nice to meet you:) Yes society today is very different in how I was raised and how I grew up. We used to have things like civility, respect for others, manners, and caring hearts. It does change the entire family value system. Thank you for your encouragement with the camera…I love photography! I am learning as I go and loving the adventure of creating photos that tell the story and pop! We do have lots of open space…closet neighbor one way is 2 miles, the other way a mile and a half…I love shooting photos showcase the vast open land where you can see 200 miles away on a good clear evening…we live 200 miles east of Mt. Hood and often at sunset you can see the mountain. I am blessed that I have always lived this rather isolated life way out in the country:)
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Feb 06, 2014 @ 11:47:14
I agree with you too HRCG!!! 4 leggeds have many feelings. I can see a rnage of emotion with Nylablue on a daily basis,
Some people can be so uneducated & narrow minded can’t they??
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Feb 06, 2014 @ 21:35:51
Amen:)
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Feb 02, 2014 @ 07:51:40
Awww thank you HRCG…we do our best here at The Puffect Pad…I am devoted to Nylablue…I am sure that is how she rallies so well…some people think ‘Oh shse is JUST a cat..” & i do not get irritated anymore! They obviously do not know how it feels to love a 4 legged as we do!
WP is a balm for my soul, truly…
Sherri-Ellen xo
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Feb 03, 2014 @ 16:35:20
🙂 I agree and God blessed you with a beautiful kitty girl:) It is sad that people think that animals do not think or feel emotionally…to me that pretty much says they are stupid…animals are full of feelings and life:)
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Jan 30, 2014 @ 13:13:30
I do remember party lines…I remember my first phone call when I was 4 years old talking to my father on the phone!! I was hooked! hahahaha..
I can talk for Canada. Having a good phone (landline) is a priority for me. I do not have a cell phone…they are nice but costly.
I think my next favorite electronic is the computer. Anything that can be used for communciation is great as far as I am concerned. Without this technology I would be very isolated…
People ask me why I blog & when I tell them of all the people I have met thru WP & the friends I have made they are amazed.
Liek you I go with the times but I still writing a letter, hand cramps & all. There is always that little thrill when I check the mail & there is a letter in it…. 😉
The good old days were good & these days are also good; I guess it is all a matter of perception.
Nylablue is doing well. Weight 9.25 lbs. She only needed Pepcid shot & oral Mirtazipine. She will get a Depomedrol shot in 2 wks time….my amazing miracle kitty girl ❤
Please give Ellie & Minnis a cuddle from me.
Sherri-Ellen & Nylablue too
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Jan 28, 2014 @ 03:08:04
I love this post…and all the vibrant red!!!! This would be a great first chapter for your book!!! It really draws us in…and makes us “feel” and love the history!! Get going on that manuscript!! God Bless!
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Jan 28, 2014 @ 17:06:13
🙂 Thank you much:) I am writing with God’s blessing:) I love that color of red too:)
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Jan 27, 2014 @ 18:05:16
Everything is instant now HRCG…remember when we wrote letters?? I still write them & ennjoy receiving REAL mail. I do love email tho too..I guess I have moved with thte times. People are buying Kindles & Kodos (I think that is what they are called) & yes they are convenient but I would rather hold a leather bound book & read it…I enjoy the telephone too…can chat for hours….
Communication has formed a major part of my Life….I still have postcards sent ot me as a child…I remember talking to relatives as a child. I look thru old photos in the 6 albums I have…so many memories….
As for the ex-friend I know she is doing major damage to herself. She tried to turn our mutual friend on me but that did not work for her…very sad person to be so nasty; I am blessing her & sending her on her way….
Creator knows how much I LOVE Nylablue….I sense that with all my heart!!
We make a good team…Nylablue & I….
Thanks for your wise words & for sharing your thoughts here…it is lovely to read posts from like minded people.
Sherri-ellen & Nylablue xxx
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Jan 28, 2014 @ 17:04:24
I totally agree with you:) Remember the telephone party lines? I also like to write real letters but I have to admit my fingers cramp more now and typing is much easier! No you are right though as the world has changed and like you I am going with it but sometimes I wonder…God Bless you and I hope Nylablue did good today at the vets:) Hugs and Kitty Loves:)
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Jan 27, 2014 @ 11:26:04
I too tresure the past & heritage & memories. I think many of todays’ youth do not have what we had growing up. This digital age is so different than ours was….their memories very different to ours…
All we can do for Nylablue is maintain her…she is stable & I am grateful for that. She had a fab week last week & tomorrow is weekly Vet visit so Dr. Dave gets to work his ‘magic’ for another week.
I am working on some things in my Life. I found a so called friend turned on me last week & after 4 yrs I was not expecting this; however I see she is on alot of narcotic meds & using OTC meds so she is a mess…I have just walked away b4 anymore damage could be done to me. (I don’t take well to be screamed at & cursed at).
I do remember you talking about Kalamazoo….I have done some serious praying also for Nylablue. I leave it in Creator’s care. She has had a good life with me & whatever happens I know I have done my best for her.
Dr. Dave told me yrs ago NB would only live to be around 13 as her body was so damaged from her breeding days…..
I am so blessed to have her with me…7 1/2 yrs of joy & companionship….
She is going to have a shock when I take her out tomorrow as there are 8 foot high snowbanks…snoing now for 4 days straight. Hi-ways closed. Hunkered down & just enjoying the blogs 😉
Have a wonderful week & kiss Minnie & Ellie for us.
Sherri-Ellen & Nylablue xoxo
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Jan 27, 2014 @ 16:48:31
Yes, I agree with the difference with digital and how it effects the kids now…we are blessed to have the good memories:) Ugh on friends….that can be so hurtful and yeah I have been there too, I am hoping that you are doing ok and know this, it is not your fault if she is being a ding dong:) I had a feeling you were praying as Nylablue is doing good:) God loves her too and He will honor your prayers and your love for her:) I think she is very special and so are you:) Big Hugs GF:) and Kitty Loves For Nylablue too:)
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Jan 24, 2014 @ 10:03:44
Absolutely fabulous blog HRCG!!! I so agree with you. I have my Nanna’s tobacco stand which is my alter for my religious & spiritual items & her 2 old nite stands which were little liquor cabinets but they worlk as nite table stands….
I love the story of the RED couch and RED Navajo blanket & RED the horse….there is a definite thread there (hehehe) & such a touching story about your parents.
Aren’t memories wonderful?
Isn’t remembering our heritage a treasure itself??
Sherri-Ellen & Nylablue xx
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Jan 26, 2014 @ 19:24:00
You are very much like me! I love the old things that are family owned…they are so special and tell us a story in knowing our family:) I love that and love the traditions of family. I know Red has been a consistent color in our life here…and I love red:) Memories and heritage is what keeps us trudging forward when things are not fun…but we can do this. My heart goes out to you and Nylablue as the last few months have not been easy…and I am a praying for healing and restoration to you both:) Did I tell you about our kitty Kalamazoo? He was a black Manx kitty….when he was barley two years old he was diagnosed with leukemia in 1981…and I was so so very heart broke and sad….I began to pray for him and i cried out to God and asked for His mercy on Zoo…about a year later he had some blood work done to see how he was doing and nothing showed up…his blood work was totally normal!!! It was such a gift from God and I was so so so thankful and happy! Zoo lived until he was almost 17 years old:) I am praying hard for Nyla and for you too:)
Huggies,
HRCG
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Jan 17, 2014 @ 06:35:49
Hey there, I have nominated you for the Liebster Award. Check it out on today’s post on my blog. Congratulations!
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Jan 17, 2014 @ 21:23:16
Hi Howdy Cowgirl:) Thank you so much:) I will work on it this weekend:) Wishing you a super nice weekend…perfect for riding and enjoying the sun:)
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Jan 16, 2014 @ 10:22:05
It’s funny how we change as we grow older and appreciate more the things our very wise & loving parents told us. Society has changed so much and values are so different now than when we were growing up. I am encouraged by young people I see who are not blindly following their peers – they still respect their elders, they value hard work, and they admit that they “don’t know everything”. TV shows today are very degrading to our young people and want to give the impression that all of them are the same; but how very glad I am that there are still many out there who refuse to compromise their values and beliefs. They stand up for their convictions and actually speak with admiration of their parents. Why aren’t there more TV shows and movies portraying this? I wish there were.
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Jan 16, 2014 @ 16:03:13
I agree, we do appreciate things more….I think it is wisdom:) There are several young people that we know too that are good, they work hard and respect their elders…seeing some that care gives me a bit of hope. I TV is bad for all of us anymore….the commercials are as bad as some of the shows…anymore it seems it is full of either violence, sex, or drugs etc. It is sad to see how much our culture has changed since we grew up.
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Jan 16, 2014 @ 07:23:37
Great story here, great comments, so interesting to read. Agree on all your points. Items from yesteryear were of better quality, I still use items my mom gave me. Yeah, look at the landfills for evidence of the useless, cheap stuff we throw away cause it broke or we get tired of it. If you tire of something that still is usable, donate to a thrift store, help others. On the point of passing down family treasures, my daughter is not interested, maybe my Grand daughter will be. I began sharing childhood memories with my 9 year old grand daughter (written down and mailed to her, I made a notebook for her to keep them in). Seems as if daughter couldn’t care less… so sad as this is our family heritage. That leather couch/rug/footstool/wood/morning light combo is unbeatable! Who wouldn’t feel comfortable there!
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Jan 16, 2014 @ 09:24:26
Thank you:) I often wonder what happened to our kids generation in not caring about family history etc. I find it weird as we raised our kids the way we were raised…and their grandparents were next door so we lived the example of taking care of your elders with respect and heritage…my parents are gone now so i am the only one who can share the history of my folks….my hubby has said the last few years that when we are ready to downsize we will sell the antiques and family things so that someone will love it and take care to preserve it. I am to that place in agreeing with him. Our kids do not care about the history or the heritage…and they lack respect. It is sad and mystifying to us? We always watched over my folks and in later years helped care for them here and honored them with our respect. I am not sure if grandchildren will care much about history since their parents have such a lack of respect for it. Even if I did not agree with my folks, I kept my mouth shut…no matter what my Mom passed down to me, I was grateful and I not only told her but I showed her. Some of the things were not my taste but they are heritage and I always accepted what Mom or Dad gave to me:) Our world has changed and society conveys the message that anything goes and civility is dead..it is the me me me syndrome. Sorry for being wordy:)
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Jan 16, 2014 @ 09:29:30
I think that the problem is one of age and stage. I wasn’t interested when I was 17 … but by the time I was in my 30s, I was very interested. Unfortunately, by then, many of the oldest members of the family were gone and their stories with them. I bitterly regret having taken so long … but teenagers especially (and to some degree, young adults) aren’t interested in much outside their immediate lives. It doesn’t mean they won’t ever be interested, but teenagers are like a separate breed of animal, not like the rest of the human species. And young adults are so busy with figuring out where they fit in the world and trying to build careers and families, everything else gets set aside or ignored. My son, who had no interest in this stuff as a kid, in his forties is fascinated. Age and stage.
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Jan 16, 2014 @ 15:58:53
Possibly…I was always interested…but I know that may be due to being an only child? I was more connected to the adult world…for me too it could be that I grew up in this house and could appreciate family heritage/history. I wish I had written down more stuff too but there is no one to really care after I am gone…with all the old furniture that I refinished I would write the story of where the piece came from and how I ended up with it, I would take the clear stain and cover the story so that every piece of furniture now has the history so even if I end of selling everything when we are ready to downsize, the new owners will have an appreciation for the furniture and know where it came from with the history and story on the back of it.I am glad your son is now interested. We have one son who is interested too. We could see he and his wife living here someday…they do not have kids but she loves horses:)
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Jan 15, 2014 @ 09:20:23
Lovely post! I share the same view of today’s world! What a great piece of furniture…tells a story all on it’s own…endurance! Great story!
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Jan 15, 2014 @ 14:28:45
Thank you much:)
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 15:58:04
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
KINDA HAPPENS TO PEOPLE NOW-A-DAYS, DON’T IT?
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 19:16:56
Thank you for the reblog:) You are so caring:)
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 20:13:07
Takes one to know one!!!! Did I do okay on my BLOG OF THE YEAR—2013 POST? 🙂
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 20:53:12
You did great!!! I love it:) The best part is that I can see and feel your heart in it and that is what makes you a great poet and story teller:) Seriously, God has given you a gift:) Thank you much for the second star:) Thank you much for your prayers:) We have prayed for you two too:) As Christian people that is one of the cool perks He gave us! God is good!
This sounds really dumb but…what widget or page do you make to post it on your site??? I am clueless and have tried to no avail:(
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Jan 15, 2014 @ 17:57:28
I’m not sure….but there is a “Trophy” page thing-a-ma-bob on my Reader. I started it once a long time ago and have neglected it. So I’ve actually received my 2nd Inspiring Blog Award…which many who DO DISPLAY Awards tend to get too. And we do appreciate your prayer. Probably why things haven’t been as hard to take as formerly! God Bless you for your many kindnesses!!!!!!!!!!
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Jan 15, 2014 @ 20:14:12
I am glad that life has been better and easier….I do not know how people get by without God…He is a constant in my life…and I am so thankful for Him! I will check into the trophy page thing-a-ma-bob:)
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Jan 15, 2014 @ 20:25:25
Me too…again!
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Jan 15, 2014 @ 20:32:40
🙂
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 13:24:02
As always, I love this post, HRCG! I do not have the abundant heritage around me such as you, but there are certain things that I hold onto from my past that I will indeed pass on to my daughter one day. She has a nostalgic and soulful heart at her young age of 10 (just turned 10) and always has. We have an old quilt that I believe was sewn by my great-grandma. My grandma used to keep it on the bed in her guest room, which I slept in during summer visits to her Colorado home. I couldn’t wait to go into “my room” and see the blanket. She gave it to me when I went away to college, and even though I’ve moved many, many times since then, I’ve always kept track of it and protected it. Now, my daughter calls it our “Family Generation Blanket”. It is as precious to her as it is to me, and in order to preserve it we’ve now hung it on a blanket holder on the wall. I’ve worked hard to teach Maycee to treasure things, as that is how I’ve always lived. Feeling grateful, and agreed that most of today’s world will quickly toss “that old thing” aside to make way for the new and perceived “better”. XOXO-Kasey
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 19:40:30
Hi there! it is good to hear from you:) Thank you as always too…your little gal sounds like she has a very good heart and is already plugged into what is important in life….and you are a good Mom in seeing that she understands history and heritage….the stories and lives behind those family stories. When I share my stories of family history, it is truly heartfelt to share, as each life that God creates, is special you know and we each have stories to share of our family history. Your daughter sounds like me in getting the depth of heritage and history…I love what she calls your quilt:) I’m so glad you have it hanging. I too always loved going to my Grandma’s house, where my Mom grew up, as I loved the four poster bed and then at night I loved hearing the mantel clock tick tocking with a comforting tick tock tick…and if I woke up in the middle of the night I would listen for the gong to tell me what hour it was on. Family history and heritage is more about the stories to share…I live in a house built by my Grandpa but really it is the story and his sacrifice that caught my heart. Each time Mom or Dad gave me a piece of family history, I felt like I was on sacred ground…very chosen, humbled and honored as they were sharing something deep from their hearts with me about my great grandparents or my grandparents…the stories meant so much as I could catch a glimpse of their humanity…and know them a bit more:) Thank you for stopping by and sharing with me:) Big Hugs to You and Your Daughter….God Bless:)
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 08:35:07
I was going to say what you said near the end of your post… in those days they made things to last… today they make things with a short life period, so that they can sell more and make more profit… yes… we are a throw away generation now… but if it doesn’t work you replace it…
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 08:53:34
Totally agree:) I somehow did not communicate this blog correctly…it is based on my experience with the young generation and what I observed in our kids. They do not care for the history or stories as each time I have shared, it falls on closed ears…they care about what its worth but not about the stories or history. I have seen this in many young people today.
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 07:37:13
It isn’t just that we throw things away. It’s that most of us aren’t fortunate enough to grow up in the family home. My folks sold that house when I was still in college and had no place to put the furniture, much of which I would have LOVED to have along with the artwork.
Newer stuff isn’t so well made that it will last through generations. The kind of workmanship of the stuff with which I grew up is virtually unobtainable at any price today.
You are incredibly lucky to be so connected to your family … to have that continuity. It was never an option for me or for most people.
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 08:47:25
Life here has changed so much from when I grew up…living out here in the boondocks was about saving stuff probably because town was so far away and respecting my elders, understanding family heritage and honor…telling the truth no matter how hard…and learning from my mistakes the hard way many times. With Wal-Mart coming into every town made it easy to throw stuff away. I am thankful for my parents and the life they passed on to me, I love the old stuff however it would not have meant so much to me without the stories…and that it belonged to Mom and Dad:)
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 08:53:56
Sometimes, I have to remind myself I am NOT the younger generation. I am officially the OLDER generation. I still fix things, pass things along rather than throw them away. I hate waste, whether it is food or other things. I even hate disposable razors, though I’ve had to give in on this one since the other kind are obscenely expensive. Waste feels wrong to me and always has. While I know Walmart is a useful place at times, it’s my last resort, not my first thought.
But — I’m 66 and the world has changed an awful lot since I was a kid.
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 09:04:55
I do think we live in a different society and world…TV conveys to the younger generation to not worry, it is about me me me, easy come easy go, oh well it broke but so what I go buy another one…and the parents who rescue them is amazing…our younger generation has not been given the same tools we were given for life…it is not their fault really as the media has encouraged them to think that way. Many years ago I offered to give one of my Mom’s treasured Milk Glass candy dishes away so I shared some of Mom’s stories with this child and offered to give one of them to her…she said well thanks but it does not fit my decor! It took my breath away…there were many things that Mom gave me that often did not fit in with our decor but I never turned anything down from recipes to books to mementos…I kept whatever Mom gave to me, respecting her and honoring her. Gratitude was huge and still is in my heart:)
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 09:22:42
I used to call my “decor” neo older relatives because other than the LR sofa, everything had been inherited from someone. And I liked that. There were stories to go with everything.
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 09:34:42
Exactly:) I did not know what an antique was worth let alone huh? After we were married then like you it seemed i got lots of hand me downs which was fine with me. I first refinished this old oak dresser that was sort of lopsided etc. what caught my eye was the fancy brass handles…I knew it had to be special. Took me a few weeks as I had no clue what I was doing. Sure enough the wood was oak with tiger oak in it too! It came out lovely and I love it still…and that was 25 years ago! The only piece of furniture we have bought as of today is our bed, the tv and the LR sofa and the den sofa. My Mom in law used to sell antiques so she helped me learn about them. I love each family piece that I rescued or was given.
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 03:50:20
:: Love :: this so much. And the story of that beautiful red leather couch!
Every year, I’m growing more and more like my Mom, acquiring less, savoring more 🙂
MJ
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 08:35:15
Thank you much MJ:) It was hard to communicate my words correctly. Unfortunately what WB and I have experienced and seen in the last decade of life is that the younger generation does not care so much for family history or the old stories…maybe that is why I am writing some of them? I love the old red couch and the story too…we laugh as if Mom walked in she would roll her eyes that I have “that old thing in your house”and another eye roll over the old wood floors:) I am getting more like my Mom too in saving more and realizing what is really important in life!
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 03:08:39
Another interesting post. And by the way, in the old photo it looks as if your mother is wearing a Norwegian national costume, only the skirt is a bit shorter? Happy New Week to you too!
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Jan 14, 2014 @ 08:27:14
It was a hard post to communicate correctly…what started it all was the picture on New Years of Minnie…seeing the old stuff and how nice it looks now…it took elbow grease and hard work for me to clean it up, recover the footstool and rub leather conditioner into the sofa. I was going from my own experience with the younger generation not caring about the history or stories…or the old stuff. You are right on Mom’s apron, I still have it:) She was going to a women’s group where she was doing a talk on Norway and sharing a recipe for Krumkaka. I think my Grandma who came from Norway gave it to her. I love the apron and I know, her skirt needed a bit of length!
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