Memorable Automobiles from The Past:
1956 Pontiac Convertible
Sherry said that about age this morning at the start of our breakfast. That led into discussing our sweet friend Daisy who is just home from the hospital. She had some serious surgery. She is an active young lady of 96. She and her sister Ann (94) share a home together. They both think it is ideal, they get along marvelously and are wonderful folk.
A visit to their house is always a treat. They both are marvelous bakers and bake lots of cakes. Ann’s cakes have brought over a hundred dollars at cake auctions. I even bought one.
Ann was exhibiting her musical skills with the Uke, flute, banjo and the spoons. She is a spry lady and still sharp as a tack.
She ‘acted’ as a ‘pencil salesman’ once at a seniors meeting cracking everyone up. We still quote her. As she walked around with the pencils someone asked if they were sharpened, her reply dead panned, “Some is and some ain’t!”
Other answers just cracked us up.
Sherry said, “Do you realize I am just 10 years younger than that girl? I hope I will be as able to get around as well as she does, Daisy quit driving but Ann still drives and does a good job of it.”
When I do small jobs for those girls they always try to pay. Insisting that they are not out of money yet. LOL I just explain, this is my thing. It is my giving back for all that has been done for me.
There was a time when the house doors were never locked. My dad was Ann’s pastor in the 1950s. She said Dad walked into her house carrying two dressed chickens, calling, “SISTER Brown!”
I called from the kitchen, “Come on in!” He came in and told me Sister Darnell was making the rest of the dinner for a grieving church family. He asked, “Could you please fry these chickens?”
“Of course I did, that is the way we did back then.”
She has some sweet tales of mama and dad.
Back to Sherry, my answer, “You don’t look 83 nor act 83 either, you had better straighten up, Imma get you a walker tomorrow.
We are both very fortunate. I’m just 82, she raised me right!
PS: I was raised with church members having the first names of Brother and Sister. LOL That is not so much now, we use first names, even for our pastor who is ‘Pastor Danny.’