Saturday, April 03, 2010

...jiggity jig...

Spent Friday night at Mom and Dad's. :)

Dad went to Arkansas recently and met his siblings up at Grandma and Grandpa's house to sort through things, a bittersweet task. Dad told me about some wacky cat ashtray he was going to give me-- said I was the one person he thought would appreciate this oddity.

While I was sitting at the computer a few minutes ago, Dad came into the room and said "you want something you'll treasure always?" I said sure, and expected to see a kitty ashtray only an unquiet mind could appreciate. He held his hand out to me, gently cradling a small thing. "Now, don't ever get rid of this."

It was a white gold Swiss watch he got for Grandma when he was 17. Made payments on it. Lovely thing. Still ticks, too. How many times did that sweet lady look at this watch?

I'll be holding on to it. Thanks, Dad.


Farmmom said...

Isn't it amazing how such a little thing can recall such sweet memories?

Crucis said...

A lovely gift. When my mother died, Dad gave her wristwatch to my sister. He had bought it for Mom on their first wedding anniversary.

Years later when it was Dad's turn, my sister told me to take dad's gold pocket watch. At one time, he was an engineer for the Illinois Central.

Personal treasures are for posterity. They keep memories alive.

phlegmfatale said...

Farmmom - you speak truth, dear. :)

Crucis - what a lovely and sweet memory. I'm touched you'd share it here. Thank you.

Old NFO said...

That's going to be with you forever... Along with the memories!

Keads said...

How very nice! Touching! Things can have the power to link us to someone very intensely. What a great gift!

steff66 said...

Oh, that was so beautiful to read this morning.

phlegmfatale said...

Old NFO - I'm treasuring it. :)

Keads - Indeed, it was a lovely gift.

steff66 - Thank you, dearest.