|Great-Grandma Annie Praul Shive Johnson|
A creased and tattered photo--
Held, shown, and stored in a shoe box for decades.
Hard evidence of a life lived
A photo brings back sounds of laughter, of dishware placed onto the stretched out table. Then it would have said the table was a mile long and the browned turkey as big as the sun. Lots of children noises filled the room, children laughter and some tears. Just a quickly as they started, they stopped when grace was said and dishes filled.
A photo inhales wafting mashed potatoes with gravy cascading down the mountain and onto stuffing. Creamed, buttered, fragrant, never-ending--amazing food, enough to feed entire towns. Then pies. Queens of homemade pies, that's what Grandma and Mom were. Name any filling and these queens could whirl to place perfect pies, steaming hot, crust golden brown on the table.
| Front row: Robert, Bill, and me (with my new doll)|
Don, Mary, Dad and Mom Christmas 1959
A photo recalls the families settling into their groups for photos. Click and wind, click and wind. Film would be in an envelope and sent off to be developed, and then returned. All done in a week.
|Grandma and Grandpa Cardiff at home|