I have some local history to show you today.
In my motoring about, I noticed that the quilters at Oak Grove Community were in session. I stopped and poked my head in the door, introduced myself to the lovely ladies, and their welcome began with not only a quilting demonstration, but also a history lesson.
Oak Grove is a smaller than small spit about five miles outside of the nearest town to me. Back in the days of one room school houses, this little farming community school building housed several grades within its walls. In 1957, it integrated with the larger town's school district, and the district deeded the property and building to a handful of folks to preserve on the condition they pay the taxes and utilities.
Since then, the quilters of Oak Grove have inhabited the building, meet weekly, and have monthly pot stews to finance their club and upkeep of the place. Not only have they kept the property, they've shared their lives and hobby.
Talk about friendships! I once had a Sunday School teacher tell me that the girls who grew up in this town know each other like the backs of their own hands and better than their husbands know them. I believe it. That's history.
Yeah, one of the little ladies looked at me out of the corner of her eye and said, "Just like Vegas, what goes on in here, stays in here." I can only imagine! heehaw
I guess that's why I love the little old ladies and the stories they tell. There's so much wisdom in their interchanges and "discussions." You should hear the stories... it was enough to make this child blush...
See you in the funny papers.
Refreshing.
ReplyDeleteI love the small sign. Tend to the business of the quilt you are working on...
I, too, hope the small things in life, which are really big things, do not fade away altogether.
Oh what memories that brings back, Debbie! My mammaw up in Lindale used to have ladies over to do quilting in her living room - relatives or just friends. They'd hang that quilting rack from the ceiling and get to working and gossiping and laughing and chatting and stop for a bite to eat and then take off again. What I wouldn't give to spend an afternoon watching them again! My sister and I quilt together from time to time, just us two. It's been awhile, tho. Perhaps it's time to take it up again...
ReplyDeleteI pray each day that the small things we have taken for granted do not leave this country. I could tell you a story about a group that are having a "fake" wrestling match in a church here in Lafayette, IN but it would knock your socks off! Just pray that it doesn't happen. I love old quilt groups we have one in a small town called Battle Ground here in IN. It has been here since the pioneers settled here. I don't think some young people have any pride at all.
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