"saturday afternoons in the 50s" scrapbook layout pages
from the Heritage Cookbook Photo Scrapbooks
by Rita Hutcheson-Cobbs
When I would visit either grandparent, I remember them sitting on the front porch any evening or esp Sunday afternoon watching the world pass by. My grandmother Newell would sit on the porch swing and I was just drawn to her. I think we were kindred spirits in creativity and faith. She would swing very slowly and she taught me to think things through slowly, its a shame she didn't give me her quiet gentle spirit =). If we were lucky, granddaddy would get his banjo and play the afternoon away. At my Papaw Hutty's I loved just looking out at the field across from his house. It was calming and relaxing. It was extra special because he had a small grocer next door and was the first to carry Mr. Pibb, even before Decatur where we lived Monday-Thursday (we had a farm/house just around the corner from my Hutcheson relatives) and the most awesome peppermint sticks that melted in your mouth...but this was prior to me being allergic to peanuts, so having them in my Mr. Pibb totally rocked. =)
I loved being in the Franklin County area away from the city, even though Decatur wasn't a large scale city, but I liked being in the country and I think that is why I like where we live today. I can look out in any direction and breath nature/woods.
Love, Blessings, & {{{Hugs}}},
Rita
www.RitaHutchesonCobbs.com
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