Tuesday, May 24, 2016

The Old Barn

barn 1

 

This barn has been in my family for many many years.

 

I remember being a little girl sitting in my grandparents living room and watching my grandfather, my Pa, put on his barn boots and what I always thought was a fancy hat.  He would walk out of the screen door that always slammed so loudly and walk proudly to this barn to check on his cattle.  He always had a chaw of Redman chewing tobacco in his mouth.  My Pa was a livestock dealer.  He was proud.  He was so handsome.  And, man, did he have a strong deep voice that I loved.  All these years after his death, and I can still hear him saying hello when he would answer the telephone and telling me he loved me as I walked out the door.

 

barn 2

 

Boy, time has gone by so quickly.  It seems like I was just that little girl.

 

But, I’m not a little girl anymore. 

 

I no longer get to see my grandfather walk to his barn.  He is walking somewhere far better now.  No more cow manure under his feet…only gold now. 

 

These days, I get to see my uncle walk into these barn doors.  Every now and then, I get to go in with him.  I enjoy walking into that old barn.  I love seeing things lying around that may have been left by my grandfather.  I love the memories.

 

barn 4

 

I recently had a photo of the barn blown up and put it into a great old wooden frame. 

 

barn photo

 

What a beautiful reminder that I get to see everyday of sweet days gone by and of a grandfather that was loved very much by his granddaughter.

 

I sure hope you are all doing well.

 

Chat again soon..

 

Blessings, Amy

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