The chairs in front of the kitchen windows were the place to be in the kitchen. Right outside the kitchen windows was the kitchen garden where my Granddad spent long hours during the summer. (I can still picture him there, hoeing and growing the sweetest cantaloupes, the plumpest peas ... they grew all of the food that they consumed.) During the winter, Grandma and Granddaddy were entertained to sit by the kitchen windows and watch the few cars that went up and down the road. They read their books and newspapers there, they entertained any visitors there.
Looking at my Grandma's life makes me appreciate how different my life is. Any heat in the winter was provided by wood that Granddad chopped or by coal that was carried into the house by buckets. (Imagine how chilly the house was when they arose at 4:30AM to start their day.) Any water that came into the house was also carried in by the bucket. (Imagine having to pump and carry your bathwater into the house and heat it on the stove.) They had an outhouse which seemed to be, at least sometimes, a quarter of a mile from the house.
Grandma thought that her wedding ring was too precious to risk damaging so she kept it safely tucked away in her dresser. Her facial skin was lined with rows and rows of wrinkles and I used to think that she looked like an apple doll. Thinking about it now, I doubt that she ever owned a jar of moisturizer and, if some one had given her a jar of moisturizer, I doubt that she would have seen any value in using it.
She was a no-nonsense woman who told you what she expected of you and didn't expect to have to tell you twice.
My sister and I spent summers there on the farm and whimpered about having to leave the city and go to such a backward place where there was nothing fun to do. How I wish now that I could have even one day back there to sit by the kitchen window on Granddad's knee.
The chairs in front of the kitchen windows were the place to be in the kitchen. Right outside the kitchen windows was the kitchen garden where my Granddad spent long hours during the summer. (I can still picture him there, hoeing and growing the sweetest cantaloupes, the plumpest peas ... they grew all of the food that they consumed.) During the winter, Grandma and Granddaddy were entertained to sit by the kitchen windows and watch the few cars that went up and down the road. They read their books and newspapers there, they entertained any visitors there.
Looking at my Grandma's life makes me appreciate how different my life is. Any heat in the winter was provided by wood that Granddad chopped or by coal that was carried into the house by buckets. (Imagine how chilly the house was when they arose at 4:30AM to start their day.) Any water that came into the house was also carried in by the bucket. (Imagine having to pump and carry your bathwater into the house and heat it on the stove.) They had an outhouse which seemed to be, at least sometimes, a quarter of a mile from the house.
Grandma thought that her wedding ring was too precious to risk damaging so she kept it safely tucked away in her dresser. Her facial skin was lined with rows and rows of wrinkles and I used to think that she looked like an apple doll. Thinking about it now, I doubt that she ever owned a jar of moisturizer and, if some one had given her a jar of moisturizer, I doubt that she would have seen any value in using it.
She was a no-nonsense woman who told you what she expected of you and didn't expect to have to tell you twice.
My sister and I spent summers there on the farm and whimpered about having to leave the city and go to such a backward place where there was nothing fun to do. How I wish now that I could have even one day back there to sit by the kitchen window on Granddad's knee.
Family Members
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Carley William Derflinger
1892–1978
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Elizabeth Ellen Derflinger Marlow
1893–1955
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Nettie May Derflinger
1895–1953
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Lovell Mildred Derflinger Myers
1897–1978
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Russell Henry Derflinger
1898–1982
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Pvt Clarence Franklin Derflinger
1900–1918
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Gracie J Derflinger Cooper
1907–1978
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Charlie Wesley Derflinger
1909–1998
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Bertha Ann Derflinger
1915–2000
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Infants Derflinger
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Evelyn Virginia Sealock Dodson
1925–1997
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Muriel Helen Sealock Scott
1927–2009
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Audrey Louise Sealock Donovan
1928–2015
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Ruth Elizabeth Sealock Longo
1930–1955
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Betty Marie Sealock McFarland
1932–2021
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Hulda Regina "Regana" Sealock
1934–2010
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Baby Boy Sealock
1936–1936
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Henry William "Sonny" Sealock Sr
1938–2006
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