Farmhouse Memories

Early one Sunday morning recently, we had a strange car drive up into the yard of the farmhouse. Out stepped a lovely retired couple. He had retired from the Secret Service after serving from Nixon to Clinton. She had raised their children.

A quest for memories of his childhood had brought them to our door. He grew up in our farmhouse!



We invited them in and the man looked around with wonder as he stated with tears in his eyes, "I wish Mama could see this!".

His mother's name was Lillian. Ms. Lillian was the person who planted the Crepe Myrtles, Quince bushes, Crinim Lillies, and other long lasting old fashioned plants in the yard.



He explained to us how the rooms were used when he and his two brothers were growing up and how things had been changed around.

Just imagine little boys playing in the farmhouse back in the 1940s!



I remembered this marble that appeared in the shade garden after a rain and thought about the little boys collecting marbles!



The small storage building behind our house was their smokehouse. There was no indoor bathroom, but I'm not sure where the outhouse was!

It turns out that the room we use as our tv/family/living room was a formal living room and our bedroom was the family room for him when growing up. I was happy to find out that Ms. Lillian had a quilting frame set up in what was their formal living room most of the time. When the boys came home from school and saw the ladies quilting they got excited because they knew there would be teacakes!



I love to learn about the people who have loved this home in the past. It's so nice to know I am following in the foot steps of ladies who loved the same things I do.... quilting, gardening, cooking.

Thank you Ms. Lillian and Ms. Albertha for paving the way...