i met them.
immediately, they were mine;
i was theirs.
that was how it happened.
lucy and george were inclusive kind of people,
and i was so blessed to have been
welcomed into their fold.
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church let out each sunday at 11:30. so as not to have to wait for a table, many of my fellow methodists hurried out of church in order to get to the local restaurants before the baptist churches dismissed their congregations at noon.
my mosses were NEVER in a hurry.
on the contrary, in those days, the mosses remained standing in "their" back pew. as the congregation filed out of the sanctuary the two offered kind words, embraces, handshakes, etc... to their fellow parishioners.
then, mr. moss made his way to the parking lot, brought his maroon fleetwood around to the side door, got out, opened the door for mrs. moss to enter the car, closed her door, opened the back door for me to enter, closed my door, and resumed his driving position. slowly he drove us to the court where they lived; their house (situated at the end of the court) faced the ohio river.
the moss' home had a distinct flavor of the glamor of the 50's yet the warmth of "home".
sundays at the mosses consisted of soda, mixed drinks, and/or wine... chips, nuts, and/or popcorn. mr. moss always drank a "toddy" (bourbon and coke) and a half: popcorn was his fancy.
on a normal basis, mrs. moss' sister, nellie, and mr. moss' sister, buzz, would join in the sunday ritual. i loved them ALL. they were so kind to me and treated me as if they had always known me. maybe they had; we certainly seemed to share a kindred spirit.
after snacks and "toddies", we made our way slowly to our lunch destination (usually ralph's but occasionally gene's, jerry's, hunan's, or the ramada inn). stories of days-gone-by were told, bread was broken, and bellies were filled.
oh, how i long for those days.
oh, how i long for my mosses!!!
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(to be continued...)
love and blessings,
dani xx
ps you will find earlier entries in ascending order on my side bar entitled, "our love story":)
11 comments:
What wonderful memories you have shared today.
Mr Moss is a gentleman ~ how mamy men open not only a car door, but any door for a lady nowadays??!
Have a great Dani,
l,
Amanda x
OOps, spelling mistake! many not mamy:)
This story has me totally captivated ~ I love it ~ and your mosses so much!!
love to you Dani XXXXXX
How wonderful Dani to have such loving memories. We all experience perfect moments in our lives and it is a very wise thing to recognize and cherish them.
Your blog looks so cute miss dani.
Love your memories. What a gentleman. We always had popcorn to on Sunday nights. And watched the wild kingdom. So fun. You have such wonderful things to grasp onto that are so meaningful and good. Thanks for the share. I was glad to see you around today. :)
Oh Dani you would laugh but I woke up in the middle of the night last night and one of my thoughts was oh it is Mosses Monday for Dani today!!!
What a beautiful and intriguing tale- I don't want it to end but I want to know all about them too!!!
Take care
Meganxx
That's funny Megan...I thought about Mosses Monday today too.
I just love this evolving story of life Dani.
Thanks for taking us on this ride
Such lovely memories and lovely words - well done, Dani!
Take care - Kellan
Oh I laughed at the part where the Methodists hurried off to lunch to beat the Baptists! LOL! :) That's so funny!!
Ive been eagerly awaiting your installment this week and you didn't disapoint Dani!!
ThankyoU!
jus
xo
Oh Dani such beautiful memories! no wonder you miss the Mosses so much! I love to read about men being gentlemen, opening car doors etc!!! just beautiful!!!
have a beautiful day :)
love,
t. xxxx
Wow..This story reminds me so much of my grandparents. How I miss them! Thanks for sharing.
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