When we lived at Grandma Williams house in Colville (snow photo below) Donna and I were in bed with mama- supposedly taking a nap. Donna did something I didn't like and I whispered "God damn it" in a threatening tone. We were keeping our fighting quiet cause Mama was sleeping. All of the sudden I heard Mama say in a stern voice- "Jackie Lea , what did you say"? I knew I'd get in trouble for taking the Lord's name in vain- so I blurted out "Mama, I just said , oooh shit". Wrong answer.
When we lived in that house, Donna got a Handy Andy Tool Kit for Christmas. It had a real hammer and a real saw in it. Daddy let us tear down the chicken house that spring and summer. It was hard work-and Donna would never let me use the saw. (I don't think I was allowed to touch it). However, I could use the hammer to pull out nails with her permission. It seems like we put in 8 hours a day on that darn chicken house. When I got tired and begged to go inside- she kept me working with inspiring stories of the castle she would build us out of the the wood we salvaged from the chicken house. I could see it in my mind. Tall spires, winding stair cases, a ballroom, a balcony.
When it was time to move again- there were 4 main posts and one board left across the top. I knew if we could have stayed in that house a few more months - Donna would have built that castle and it would have been fabulous.
When it was time to move again- there were 4 main posts and one board left across the top. I knew if we could have stayed in that house a few more months - Donna would have built that castle and it would have been fabulous.
That is so sweet Jackie!
ReplyDeleteI can just picture in my mind Aunt Donna bossing you around! LOL
ReplyDeleteI was the deconstruction boss and my sister was always the decorator boss.
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