28 February 2013

Those Places Thursday - Grandmom's Back Porch

It’s funny, as children we take for granted our surroundings, we don’t realize the indelible memories of the places we’ve been, who we were with, or what we were doing, are forever etched in our hearts and minds.  That is until we get much older; usually when we start families of our own.  Or, at least that was the case for me.  I have many fond memories of places that I spent time with my family; but today’s focus is my Grandmom’s back porch. 

I helped my Grandmom clean the porch – back then sweeping the porch for my Grandmom was fun; sweeping the sidewalk and our concrete driveway today, not so much.  I would sit on the back porch with my Grandmom and read, play games and visit with my Grandparents.  But one of the fondest memories I have is . . .
Sitting on the back porch shelling peas or lima beans; snapping beans or husking corn.  My grandparents had a sizeable garden – okay sizable by my 7 year old standards – and they, along with my parents or aunts and uncles would harvest whatever produce was in season and I was given the job of shelling, snapping or husking.  I was helping my beloved grandmom and that made me feel like one of the grownups.  Sadly, no pictures – that I am aware of – exist of this treasured memory of mine.L

With the advent of the last 20th / early 21st century, back yard gardens both in the area I grew up and the area I now live, have become in large part passé.  I must admit, when I was a child, while I loved helping my Grandmom with the produce, I detested getting my hands dirty – I absolutely did not like digging in the dirt! – so, gardening was out.  So I never really developed a ‘green thumb,’ if I had any at all.  So, I never was able to pass on this fond memory to my children in a tangible, hands-on experience; while they know that the fruits and vegetables they eat come from gardens or orchards, they’re under the misguided impression that ‘civilized’ folk purchase them from grocery stores or farmer’s markets.  All the more reason it has become important for me to collect these memories, and assemble them much like a quilt to pass on to them in oral, scrapbook, genealogical, and/or blog form, so that they can appreciate the lives of those who came before and cherish and learn from their ancestor’s life’s lessons.


  1. It's wonderful that you got to spend time with your grandparents, learning about their lives and families. Three of my grandparents were already gone by the time I was born; the fourth was my maternal grandmother, who lived with dementia for many years and passed away when I was too young to really know her. It would have been SO interesting to have known them personally.
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    1. Donna, thank you for your kind words of encouragement. I am so sorry to hear that you weren't afforded time with your grandparents and the memories you all would have created. I know that they must have left wonderful stories and memories for you to discover as you research your family history. I know that even today, I truly miss my grandparents. Have a great week!