|One of the few pictures of all of us together at my Grandmother's house in 1954.|
I have so many wonderful memories of time spent with my cousins when we were young. My maternal Grandmother had three children and each of them had three children, so when we were all able to get together there were nine of us kids. We all lived in different cities in Arkansas but despite that, all or part of us managed to get together on a regular basis.
|My Grandmother's house in the 1950s.|
We would often go to my Grandmother’s house on holidays or weekends. Although my Grandmother and her house are no longer here, it was my favorite place to go throughout my life. I will always remember playing outside and digging in the dirt with my cousins at her home. We had a few special toys we played with in the dirt making roads for tiny cars and creating new worlds. Do kids even play in the dirt anymore? The meals were always wonderful at her house and there would be a special “kid’s table” for the younger children. I was the youngest grandchild so I was always at that table and that was fine with me.
Sometimes all or part of us would meet at a lake or creek in the summer and have a big family picnic. I grew up going to these family picnics. We would go swimming or play in the water and then share a big meal. There would be all kinds of different food and always at least one big watermelon.
|One of many picnics.|
I’m pretty sure I took those days for granted and did not appreciate how special they were for all of us. Now those of us that are left are spread to the wind all over the country and we never see one another. I do keep up with most of my cousins through email and Facebook. In fact, that is the only reason I keep a Facebook account – to keep up with my cousins. I was talking to one of them the other day about how much has changed in so many ways. Those days when we got together we were kids and always into mischief. Now all of us “kids” are the elders in the family. How in the world did that happen?