This is the boot room. Right to the right when you walk in the door.
Well like so many things it never seemed that organized as it did in later
years. After seeing one of the Albertson's wearing a coat or hat or sweater I
remember proudly hanging it back up :0). When I picture it in my mind I don't
picture it like this I picture the old way, hats lining the top including those
old wrinkled cowboy hats that never got worn and all the mud and dirt and Mom
constantly mopping it up. I love just walking through the door after being away
for a long time and looking into the kitchen, the smell of the house and fresh
buns. Standing there meant you were finally HOME. Ezra
Ya moving all the shoes and mopping then putting them back. The old wheat grinder Mom always grinding wheat back there,and it was always early in the morning seemed like. There were so many coats and hats hanging in there. Tyanna
Before there were cubbies up top there were hooks for hats.... the boys and Dad had a ton of hats. Cleaning, sweeping, mopping. Mud and wet (and sometimes manure) from winter boots and shoes, floor never stayed clean for long. When I was young me tyanna and janae would be in charge of moving all the shoes away from the wall while mom swept and mopped, then we would have to put them all back all nice and organized. It's funny now, but I hated that job.Kayla
moving the shoes so mom could sweep and mop it and then putting them back. all the hats up on the top board. it always looked pretty empty when everyone was gone but me, mom and dad. this floor was always dirty and i had to sweep it all the time!!! (even though it continued to hurt my ears :) Janae
So many hats and coats!! Never stayed clean for long, stepping in water, or snow, or mud. Trying to walk on the rug into the kitchen so I wouldn't have to take my shoes off. The old phone hanging on the wall with the really long cord, talking on it out on the porch so I could hear. Seeing the cord out the door so Dad could talk on it without wearing his greasy clothes in the house. I remember when we would come home from trips and the whole thing would be full of duffel bags and pillows and blankets! I just loved the smell, as soon as you walk in you could smell Mom, homemade buns and home.
So many hats and coats!! Never stayed clean for long, stepping in water, or snow, or mud. Trying to walk on the rug into the kitchen so I wouldn't have to take my shoes off. The old phone hanging on the wall with the really long cord, talking on it out on the porch so I could hear. Seeing the cord out the door so Dad could talk on it without wearing his greasy clothes in the house. I remember when we would come home from trips and the whole thing would be full of duffel bags and pillows and blankets! I just loved the smell, as soon as you walk in you could smell Mom, homemade buns and home.
Ya moving all the shoes and mopping then putting them back. The old wheat grinder Mom always grinding wheat back there,and it was always early in the morning seemed like. There were so many coats and hats hanging in there. Tyanna
ReplyDeleteWell like so many things it never seemed that organized as it did in later years. After seeing one of the Albertson's wearing a coat or hat or sweater I remember proudly hanging it back up :0). When I picture it in my mind I don't picture it like this I picture the old way, hats lining the top including those old wrinkled cowboy hats that never got worn and all the mud and dirt and Mom constantly mopping it up. I love just walking through the door after being away for a long time and looking into the kitchen, the smell of the house and fresh buns. Standing there meant you were finally HOME.
ReplyDeleteSo many hats and coats!! Never stayed clean for long, stepping in water, or snow, or mud. Trying to walk on the rug into the kitchen so I wouldn't have to take my shoes off. THe old phone hanging on the wall with the really long cord, talking on it out on the porch so I could hear. Seeing the cord out the door so Dad could talk on it without wearing his greasy clothes in the house. I remember when we would come home from trips and the whole thing would be full of duffel bags and pillows and blankets! I just loved the smell, as soon as you walk in you could smell Mom, homemade buns and home.
ReplyDeleteI remember there were boots in there.
ReplyDeleteNeeded bigger hooks, or less coats. I miss all the hats. Dad's case hat with part camo. And the million other hats.