The year is about 1941 and we, mom and dad, my brother and I are on our way down a long wide dirt pathway to a cabin in the woods that we would spend our summer living in. We spent many times walking down that pathway and my dad would whistle and I would be skipping ahead of them. It was a beautiful walk back to the cabin and I loved it. We didnt live in a city but we lived in town where there was but a tiny yard in front and not a lot of room for a child to run and play like there was at the cabin. Everyday was an adventure. My mother bought me a dress that for some forgotten reason I called it my yodeling dress and another one I called my gypsy dress. Those dresses cost fifty-nine cents each and were my pride and joy ! I will always remember my summer at the cabin. My brother Lee learned to walk that summer across the stretch of the large expanse of the main room. My dad made a cage for two baby racoons that year and I saw them wash their food before eating and the mama raccoon appear to live with her babies for the summer in the large cage my dad built. Ahh yes, I was so little and so many things I dont remember but I remember the cabin ! God does not always give us material wealth but he does give us wealth riches cannot buy and when we walk in them, we never forget their great value. ~~~thanks Father ~~~
Posted on: Tue, 19 Aug 2014 12:06:14 +0000
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