tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240022922254733667.post8949623624940479707..comments2024-01-13T16:28:12.851-10:00Comments on Gail M Baugniet - Author : Writing Sparks Old MemoriesGail M Baugniet - Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11543343067963247963noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240022922254733667.post-25395781012942148652011-09-14T05:18:18.976-10:002011-09-14T05:18:18.976-10:00Shadows follow me this way. We tied little white ...Shadows follow me this way. We tied little white flowers in knots crowned our heads on the front lawn, sitting in grass with no blanket to keep our legs and toes from being tickled by the blades.<br /><br />Mom in the house on the phone, the ironing can wait.<br /><br />Dad would come home to supper with me and my four brothers; sitting round a table of freshly picked vegetables.<br /><br />The fans would whirl on, Mom keeping the house cool all day long with closed curtains now opened and the screen door on display.<br /><br />Each year a new member of the clan would reach the dubious honor of fetching the milk at the corner store just minutes before the main day meal.<br /><br />The house was white, the roof was blue, swing set in the backyard. The garden grew precious seeds each year; yielding a small acreage.<br /><br />The watering hose in my mother's hand...me with my hose, years later watering gifts from the seed world. The gardens I grew; flowers and vines colors of a rainbow and the joy of early morning weeding. Coffee in the sun. Mini hoe and watering can; the earth sprouted echinacea, hostas, columbines, wild grasses, a dogwood tree. Hand-picked rocks laid in shapes I saw in my head and followed the pulse of my heart.<br /><br />....memories send me into a folly of nostalgia....Michael, your blog is a charm.Gisele Vincent-Pagenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240022922254733667.post-3518450784374023122011-08-21T08:09:53.540-10:002011-08-21T08:09:53.540-10:00Michael, you have a vivid memory of the past. Shar...Michael, you have a vivid memory of the past. Sharing childhood memories and recording new events in blog posts help us to retain these precious events.Gail M Baugniet - Authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11543343067963247963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240022922254733667.post-69866605691366099132011-08-20T15:29:42.196-10:002011-08-20T15:29:42.196-10:00Memory is such an interesting phenomenon. I remem...Memory is such an interesting phenomenon. I remember, vividly, all those I worked with on my very first job when I was straight out of university, in 1980, but since then, so many faces, increasingly blurred into non-remembrance. Similarly, some childhood times are so clear, but if you asked me what I was doing in, say, 2002, I'd struggle to say much meaningful. I feel it's a case of cherishing what we have, and keeping some sort of record. My gmail accounts are my main record, as I update my friends on my to-ings and fro-ings.<br /><br />michaelfitzgerald-clarke.blogspot.comMichaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04612246616399759596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240022922254733667.post-15483171053930869112011-08-20T15:04:49.757-10:002011-08-20T15:04:49.757-10:00Linda and Jan, Thank you for visiting. It is dishe...Linda and Jan, Thank you for visiting. It is disheartening to hear rap and hip hop referred to as the "oldies." See you on your blogs.Gail M Baugniet - Authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11543343067963247963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240022922254733667.post-86450351396226914322011-08-19T05:02:28.416-10:002011-08-19T05:02:28.416-10:00Oh, everything, I think! Perhaps it is part and pa...Oh, everything, I think! Perhaps it is part and parcel of approaching the age of 60 - sometimes it is just the way the light enters the room or a whiff of something in the air. Then I'm gone - on a reverie.Jan Morrisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01771180344305042855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240022922254733667.post-74471954199201376612011-08-18T11:54:38.598-10:002011-08-18T11:54:38.598-10:00I followed you home from Facebook because you ment...I followed you home from Facebook because you mentioned the Beatles. I was reading a blog earlier today about great "oldies" and it was all rap and hip hop. So disheartening.<br /><br />The car of my fond memories was the '64 Rambler American convertable I shared with my brother.LD Mastersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01202135756299574972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240022922254733667.post-23250764668537198722011-08-17T11:52:56.396-10:002011-08-17T11:52:56.396-10:00For me, when I hear certain songs it spurs remembr...For me, when I hear certain songs it spurs remembrances. <br />When I am reading, it could be towns, or cars, even descriptions of clothing.anthony stemkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15666462157746049139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240022922254733667.post-68913011521246910062011-08-17T11:52:39.721-10:002011-08-17T11:52:39.721-10:00For me, when I hear certain songs it spurs remembr...For me, when I hear certain songs it spurs remembrances. <br />When I am reading, it could be towns, or cars, even descriptions of clothing.anthony stemkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15666462157746049139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240022922254733667.post-19659018024903482752011-08-17T04:07:20.136-10:002011-08-17T04:07:20.136-10:00I once put my old home town's name into Youtub...I once put my old home town's name into Youtube and found a long video of old photos. I lived on memories for quite a few days after that.<br /><br />Smells can take me back, too.Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06949383007237428146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240022922254733667.post-9234910283956600282011-08-16T14:34:47.413-10:002011-08-16T14:34:47.413-10:00Thank you, Judy. I agree that songs can transport ...Thank you, Judy. I agree that songs can transport you also. My Mom's parents had the 75-rpm Blue Skirt Waltz and I listened to that on their Victrola whenever I visited. More good memories.Gail M Baugniet - Authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11543343067963247963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2240022922254733667.post-53011073716554741862011-08-16T14:20:27.316-10:002011-08-16T14:20:27.316-10:00I'm like you, when I write stories about growi...I'm like you, when I write stories about growing up for my genealogy blog, it's like I'm there and reliving the memories. Smells and songs are other things that can bring memories. A song can transport me to that time, I see and remember. This is a good post!<br /><br />www.acreativewriterinprogress.blogspot.comJudyH329https://www.blogger.com/profile/04169383110345540966noreply@blogger.com