I really enjoyed this challenge. As I mentioned, from the minute I read the challenge I knew exactly what I wanted to do. This is a layout I've wanted to do for a long time. I've been mentally working on it for months. I just didn't have the motivation to actually get started on it. I had to make it a 2-pager to fit all my
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I love Texas, more specifically
Pineland, Texas, just a little speck on a map, population 1,014...my birthplace.
Pineland became my “summer home” once my dad was transferred to Georgia. It’s those times I remember more than the short time I actually lived there. At the beginning of every summer, mom and dad loaded up the car with us four kids and all our luggage and we started the 14 hour drive from Marietta, Georgia to
Pineland, Texas. Oh! The joy and excitement I felt when I saw that green sign that read “
Pineland City Limits”! 5 minutes to
Mamaw and Papaw’s house!! Once we pulled into the driveway we would scramble out of the car as fast as we could. Ah...The satisfaction of getting that first hug from
Mamaw!
We normally spent at least a week, sometimes two, in
Pineland before heading home. Those were the best two weeks in my life. Why? Family was all around. What was there to do in
Pineland? Not much, actually. There
wasn’t a mall or a movie theatre. There was a dry goods store which we thought was pretty cool. There was a cafe that my maternal grandmother owned and ran.
Pineland also had a drug store up on the town square that had an old fashioned soda fountain. That was a real treat to go up there, climb on that stool and order a chocolate soda. Sadly, the drug store
didn’t last too many years. Once it was gone we got a Dairy Bar. That was the closest to fast food
Pineland had. Yum...a cherry coke, a hamburger and double order of fries!
We spent literally HOURS sitting in the swing on
Mamaw’s front porch waving at the cute boys that drove by. Sometimes they even stopped and hung out with us for a while. You can bet when they did, one of our dads’ would come out there to question them...find out who their parents were. Now, if all us cousins were really good, one of our moms would talk the men into talking us to Mill Creek to swim. I think they did it so our moms could sneak off to Jasper and go shopping without taking any of us kids with them.
Nettiebeth lived just a couple of miles from
Mamaw and sometimes she’d take some of us kids home with her to check on the animals. She lived on a farm and we’d all beg to go to her house. We loved it there. She had chickens, and pigs and cows. It was a city kid’s Disneyland! We could chase the chickens around the yard and get dirty. If we were lucky enough to spend the night we got to sleep in the summer bedroom, which was really nothing more than a screened-in porch. The biggest treat was getting to help
Truitt milk the cows the next morning and then, that afternoon,
Nettiebeth would let us churn butter!
What did we do at night? Well,
Mamaw and Papaw did have a TV, but I honestly don’t remember it ever being turned on while we were there.
Mamaw saved her mayonnaise jars for us to use to catch fireflies. After it got really dark, Papaw would come out on the front porch, gather us all around and tell us stories about the ghosts that haunted their house. I don’t know if these stories were true or not, but I can tell you that I never slept a single night in the front bedroom of their house!
Sadly,
Mamaw and Papaw are no longer with us nor are most of the relatives on these pages. Their house has just recently been sold to a stranger who plans on retiring in
Pineland. That’s
ok, though. I have the satisfaction of knowing their memories and stories are still alive and well in my heart.
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Template: Janet Phillips
Memories element: Eva
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DJBKeelyBOnly two more challenges left before the race is over. Stay tuned for Challenge #11 - the next to the last challenge in the race. Wonder how much it's going to make us think??
Have a great week!
Later,
Gail