Sunday, March 24, 2013

Robert and Virgie’s Place

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I posted about Robert years ago on an old blog and I reposted it years later on another blog. Here is the post from the 2nd posting.

Last week I had to drive by Robert & Virgie’s old house 3 times. It’s out of the way for me and I don’t go that way often but last week was a little unusual. A little bit up the road before I got there I thought, as I usually do, that I should stop. I’ve always wanted to in all those years it’s been vacant. The urge was just a little stronger on that day. I pulled in the overgrown driveway, running over a few trees that have started growing in it. I snapped a photo and then I went inside. As soon as I walked in I saw the attic opening and I thought that before I left I’d take a pic of the steps leading up. It was not my intention to actually go up. I looked around a bit and took a few more pics and then headed over to the attic steps. Once I looked up I realized it really wasn’t much of a shot. So, at that point I decided to go up and maybe take a pic back down them. I got to the top and took a few pics around the two rooms. I saw the wreath made of thread spools turned upside down so I turned it over. I wanted to capture it because I knew those spools probably came from the factory. As I was about to head back downstairs I noticed a card beside the wreath. 244outlineI froze for a second thinking of the odds that this might be a card that we gave to one of them. I moved it a bit from where I originally found it and took a pic of the outside.248And then I opened it up and this is what I found:247My heart almost stopped. Robert had kept a birthday card that we all signed for him. It was such an emotional moment for me. It brought a rush of feelings of so much. All of us together, a time when we didn’t know that the factory would come to and end, Granddaddy and Grandmother still alive and sweet little old Robert stopping for a bit to chat, leaning on that broom like he did. I picked it up and brought it home and I will always hold it so dear.

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