Mailbox Memories

So while the boys and Casey had a guys weekend I drove down to Victoria Friday after work and ended up going to Tommy’s new house (which looks really nice – he’s working hard on it) to have some bbq, but talk about living out in the sticks and I should know…

Saturday morning Tommy, John, Dad and I piled into Tommy’s truck with a trailer in tow and headed down to Alice to my grandparents house. My grandparents are selling their house and moving into some condo’s in San Antonio and we went down to “purchase” items from them like photos, couches, etc. Things that they weren’t taking with them but things that we wanted to stay in the family. While I am sure it’s overwhelming at times, they both seem very excited about it. I think it will be neat, they will be so much closer to visit now and closer to most of their family. Grammy is looking forward to not having to cook as much (they have three eateries in the condo) and Popa already knows exactly where he wants to hang his hammock swing.

I was able to play chopsticks on the piano one last time and I also took a few photos just for keepsakes. I asked for a few paintings off the walls, ones that very specifically reminded me of their house. I remember spending summers there and all the family gatherings at Christmas time, poker games, ping-pong, pool, the orange trees in the back yard…. I took this one photo of the mailbox and just seeing it makes all those memories come flooding back. I’ll hang onto it, and I am sure there are many more new memories to come! Goodbye 1709 Rose Drive.

Mailbox Memories

So while the boys and Casey had a guys weekend I drove down to Victoria Friday after work and ended up going to Tommy’s new house (which looks really nice – he’s working hard on it) to have some bbq, but talk about living out in the sticks and I should know…

Saturday morning Tommy, John, Dad and I piled into Tommy’s truck with a trailer in tow and headed down to Alice to my grandparents house. My grandparents are selling their house and moving into some condo’s in San Antonio and we went down to “purchase” items from them like photos, couches, etc. Things that they weren’t taking with them but things that we wanted to stay in the family. While I am sure it’s overwhelming at times, they both seem very excited about it. I think it will be neat, they will be so much closer to visit now and closer to most of their family. Grammy is looking forward to not having to cook as much (they have three eateries in the condo) and Popa already knows exactly where he wants to hang his hammock swing.

I was able to play chopsticks on the piano one last time and I also took a few photos just for keepsakes. I asked for a few paintings off the walls, ones that very specifically reminded me of their house. I remember spending summers there and all the family gatherings at Christmas time, poker games, ping-pong, pool, the orange trees in the back yard…. I took this one photo of the mailbox and just seeing it makes all those memories come flooding back. I’ll hang onto it, and I am sure there are many more new memories to come! Goodbye 1709 Rose Drive.

Mailbox Memories

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