Friday, July 24, 2009
There are places that you visited as a child that never leave you. Memories that stay with you forever. If your lucky enough, sometimes those places are still there even after 50+ years.
This is a picture of the old train depot I often played in when I was a child. Aunt Neta (my Dad's sister) worked there and when our family would come for a visit from New Orleans she would let us go to work with her.
I believe it is the only place my aunt ever worked. After she retired, they decided to close this particular train station, and because it held such fond memories for not only my aunt, but all of us, she actually bought the building and moved it to next door to her home.
Everyone from that era of my life is gone now. My grandmother, grandfather, aunts, uncles, my mom and dad. I look forward though, of seeing them again one day. What a great reunion day that will be.
But for now, I'll take comfort in the memories.
Much thanks and appreciation to my dear daughter for journeying back with me for a day, and being so kind as to drive. We, too, made a memory.
Blessings of peace and all that is good.
Posted by Debra at 2:39 AM