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Friday, February 28, 2025

Window Shopping - A Sunday Adventure

 



My grandparents ran a country general store. Their only day off was Sunday and it was first taken up with Sunday morning Church Services.  After, a country Sunday noon lunch  which was my grandmother's most important meal of the week. We called the mid-day meal dinner and the evening meal supper. Sunday was the meal we all shared together because of the rotating store schedule (7am - to 7pm). Saturday preparations went into the Sunday dinner and it was something I always looked forward to.

Next in the afternoon was visiting, my grandfather's bothers, my grandmother's nieces or a fun family outing. My grandfather was a man of many interest and we went to museums, national parks, car/boat races, nearby historical attractions, Virginia Civil War battlefields, and we went into town for "Window Shopping".    

Of particular interest was the ladies shops with their displays of shoes, dresses and hats. To this day I am not sure if this was my grandmother's Sunday special treat or my grandfather's. As I look back, never did he protest and we did linger as we walked the two block downtown. Being it was Sunday, no stores was open. This was special times, never rushed and even after visits to family and friends we often end up downtown. I loved it.  

I only wish now I could ask questions...  My grandparent were special and taking me in was likely the most fortunate event of my young life. I only wish I had said "I love you" more often. 


My Grandparents
after church in our back yard. 



 















2 comments:

  1. Great story
    Thanks,
    Keri Marie

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  2. Oh I'm glad I came to your site tonight! This brings me to tears and is so sweet. Will send this to my Mom. If "your Roberta" was anything like "my Roberta" then I know your childhood was the best. I confronted my Grandma once about my suspicion that she loved me more when I was a cute kid with good behavior versus the older not as sweet Me. But on one of her last days she told me "she loves me and she always has," I believe her. I got so much love but now life is so quiet, still, different, cold almost. I look to the sky, the sun and clouds, and know she is looking down on me. Just like the other Berta does to you. We are blessed. Chris Jones

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