For her parents sake, I hope I’ve created a monster.
This ninety-five-year-old main street theatre was once the venue for Broadway productions, silent films, and burlesques shows. It sits in the center of the village, complete with a marquee, lobby, and balcony.
Sadly, my sisters were blind to her presence. They were too busy going for blood. Both my mom and I were just about to jump in and stop the brawl when—CRASH!—my sisters “took down” the Christmas tree.
Ornaments were catapulted through the air, exploding on impact. POP! POP! POP! My sisters were sprawled in the artificial tree, its “trunk” snapped by their combined weight.
I had to swallow any thought of panic. My right cheek was right at the water level and any movement splashed more mud into my face. I was getting very cold. My helmet had to stay above water or it might short out and plunge me into darkness. I became acutely aware that I was stuck in a rock tube…..
Share a favorite photo…does it remind of a special time…is their a story buried here?
What are you thankful for this year? Or share a favorite Thanksgiving memory.
Home is where the heart is…what does this phrase mean to you?
Did your family have friends or neighbors that became family? Do you have fond memories of those that lived in your neighborhood? Share your memories of those folks.
This time of the year brings back so many memories of family and love and joy. There’s just something magical in the air when the days are frosty, and little pleasures can be found in cups of hot chocolate and conversations with those that warm our hearts and shape our lives. Continue reading “December Themes”