I Wuz Just Thinking: Snowflakes and Memories

 

The snowfall brought back some happy memories of those wonderful times of snow with my family so many years ago.

“It’s snowing outside,”  my husband says.  I look away from watching Matt Dillon on Gunsmoke to see what he is talking about.

Large snowflakes are coming down.

I had no idea snow was even in the weather prediction.

I text my brother and sister-in-law in Longview, and Jan texts back that it had snowed there and had already stopped…at least for now.

Betty Mahurin Baker

I text a very good friend, and she texts back that really large flakes were coming down at her home.  She seems to be as excited as I am at seeing the snow…as if we are just little children.

I have to admit…I think she and I both still have our child-like excitement over many simple things in life.

Watching the snow, memories return from Valentine’s Day, February 14, 2004, when Jimmy and I were in Henderson, Texas, purchasing me a new automobile – a 2004 Jeep Grand Cherokee.  By the time we finished signing all the paperwork, snowflakes were coming down, and they continued all the way home to Kilgore and all through the night.

Early the next morning, I looked out the window to see my brand new black Jeep covered in thick layers of pure white snow.  A beautiful sight.  The white snow against the new black paint was like ivory and ebony on piano keys.

Here it is, Saturday, February 12, 2022, and I’m still sitting inside my warm home looking outdoors at the large white snowflakes land on my 18-year-old 2004 black Jeep Grand Cherokee.

Last summer, I stopped to visit a friend.  She and her husband were sitting on their front porch as so many Southerners do on summer evenings, sipping their sweet tea.  As I approached the large porch, she asked me if I had gotten a new car.  I smiled, a little embarrassed, and answered with, “No, it’s not new. I just washed it! ”  

We all had a good laugh.

Recently I was looking thru some old picture albums. There were images from a very deep snowstorm we had during the winter of about 1946. Our family lived beside the old Longview Highway. near the Eastview school addition of town.

One photograph showed each of us bundled in our coats, head-scarves on us girls, and a cap with flaps to cover the ears of my brother.  My siblings, Martha, Julia, and Johnny, were sitting with Daddy on the running board of our old black Ford car. Daddy was holding me in his arms while mother took the pictures.

I remember how much we enjoyed throwing snowballs at one another, making snowmen, snow angels, and eating delicious snow ice cream.

The temperature is quite warm outdoors so I know this round of snow will not stick to the ground, but it brought back some happy memories of those wonderful times of snow with my family, as I wuz just thinking.

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