| Close to Nowhere By Linda Jones Wonderful weekend Barry had a relaxing weekend; I had a really wonderful one! With their mom’s permission, the girls stayed home from school Friday and we drove to see my sister in Missouri. For
a while now, it’s been iffy making plans, with Pop’s health and my
older brother’s eye problems. Then, my younger brother developed liver
problems, so things were looking iffy again. However,
I decided since they were both grown men and I’ve given up all kinds of
quilting events, etc., with Pop and one brother, that this weekend was
going to happen! And it did! Almost as soon as we
arrived at Jackie’s house, we had to get right back in the car and head
to Sikeston, Mo., and Lambert’s Cafe. Neither girl thinks they’ve been
to Jackie’s if we don’t make the 15-20 minute drive from her house to
the restaurant. Other sister Rahe drove down from
Cape Girardeau to meet us at Lambert’s and then drove back to Jackie’s
and spent the night. We played Rummikub until way too late and talked
and it was wonderful! Rahe had to go home early
Saturday morning, so it was just Jackie and I, along with the two
girls, heading off to Gleason, Tenn., to visit our cousin Alice and her
family. Alice lives in Aunt Myrl’s house on the farm, where we all visited as children. Dennis,
my oldest brother, and I loved to go to Aunt Myrl’s and Uncle Herbert’s
farm more than anything. Cousins Mike and Clifford were generally there
when we went and Mike and I (same age) would torture Clifford and
Dennis (same age and unfortunate enough to be the “little” brothers). This
Saturday, after getting good and lost on the way to Alice’s, we spent
the rest of the day looking at old photos and reminiscing. I
was amazed — Alice had many of the same photos I did in my mother’s old
albums! She said my dad was Grandma Duke’s “favorite son” so she often
gave him photos. Even when the photos weren’t
exactly the same, the same people populated them. And someone had given
Larry, Alice’s son, a beginning of a family history, so we had even
more to look at and talk about. And of course, we
had to eat. Alice, being one of the smarter of our relatives, had made
ham and cheese and pimento sandwiches and had fresh tomatoes and
lettuce, along with other goodies. I cannot
imagine eating at Alice’s without a tomato. I’ve eaten tomatoes at that
table since I can remember. And they are always the best tomatoes! Alice loaned me her old pictures, so it won’t be long we’ll get to go back. I can’t wait!
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