These are just a few of my childhood memories when Granddaddy and Grandmother McCune lived on 19th Street in Columbus, GA:
Grandmother’s buttermilk and lard biscuits running with melted butter.
fried grouper and flounder, caught by Granddaddy in Destin, FL, cooked in a black iron skillet on the kitchen stove. No outdoor deep fryer for grandmother!
heavy quilts on the fold-down sofa bed on cold winter nights.
gas space heaters to fight off the chill.
the creaking of the front porch swing and the bumpy rocking chairs on the wooden front porch as we tried to catch any cooling summer breezes.
the aromas from Craig’s Bakery wafting into the yard.
dirt yards and no grass, but how much better to play in!
the faded red panel truck that Granddaddy drove.
running through the cold hallway to get to the heated bedrooms on winter nights.
browsing through Aunt Rossie’s comic book collection. Archie was my favorite!
Granddaddy’s packs of Camel cigarettes!
his thick, wavy white hair.
Grandmother’s quiet voice and kind hugs.
the scent of her Jergen’s lotion hand cream.
walking to the service station below the house with Granddaddy for special ice cream treats.
the bathroom and refrigerator on the sloping, unheated back porch and taking a bath in the claw foot tub.
Easter egg hunts and Christmas celebrations at Uncle James and Aunt Lucille’s.
Grandmother’s homemade ambrosia and Lane cakes.
Uncle Billy’s Boxer and Aunt Vivian’s cuckoo clock.
the uncles playing horseshoes while they took turns cranking the homemade ice cream churn on a hot summer evening.
delicious food, laughter, love and good times!
What do you remember? Please share some of your favorite memories in Comments!