Nostalgia Class Memory of Good Times with Gray
I remember a very special Winter Enclave in WashPA during the energy crisis in the early 70’s, when the kid’s got a two-week extended vacation from school, to save on the heating budget, and we Housewives NOW members got stuck with the kids all day and all night under cabin fever conditions.
Just so we all wouldn’t go crazy, cold and alone with the monsters, Gray opened her house to us and our kids, on those precious free weekdays, for omelets or cereal breakfasts at around 8AM, after which she’d set the thermostat at 60, send the kids upstairs to Janet’s Attic Rooms by about 10, and start up the fireplace so the heat from the chimney would keep them warm enough, while we set up a card table in the living room, so that she, and Miriam Caldwell, and sometimes Liz Collins, and sometimes Flash, I think, could use the stress-free time to teach me how to play passable Bridge, on those wonderful fortnight afternoons in Gray’s CastleHouse on Watson Ave.
The neatest thing about this memory is that my kids and Janet were old enough to remember that special time too, and I can hope that they might have some warm recall of it, when they feel the long, cold, winter blues.
Love to Miriam and Liz, and you too, Flash, even though I can’t remember whether that winter was before your time, or not. Maybe it was Mundi who was our fourth.
Luv and raw sweetpeas, Kris Williams,
AKA Sister Sage, the Nun of BlackDog Junction
I remember a very special Winter Enclave in WashPA during the energy crisis in the early 70’s, when the kid’s got a two-week extended vacation from school, to save on the heating budget, and we Housewives NOW members got stuck with the kids all day and all night under cabin fever conditions.
Just so we all wouldn’t go crazy, cold and alone with the monsters, Gray opened her house to us and our kids, on those precious free weekdays, for omelets or cereal breakfasts at around 8AM, after which she’d set the thermostat at 60, send the kids upstairs to Janet’s Attic Rooms by about 10, and start up the fireplace so the heat from the chimney would keep them warm enough, while we set up a card table in the living room, so that she, and Miriam Caldwell, and sometimes Liz Collins, and sometimes Flash, I think, could use the stress-free time to teach me how to play passable Bridge, on those wonderful fortnight afternoons in Gray’s CastleHouse on Watson Ave.
The neatest thing about this memory is that my kids and Janet were old enough to remember that special time too, and I can hope that they might have some warm recall of it, when they feel the long, cold, winter blues.
Love to Miriam and Liz, and you too, Flash, even though I can’t remember whether that winter was before your time, or not. Maybe it was Mundi who was our fourth.
Luv and raw sweetpeas, Kris Williams,
AKA Sister Sage, the Nun of BlackDog Junction
posted by sage @ 9:54 PM
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