Old...

Spent This Day...

Cleanin' House.

It's been a Long Time.

Looking back, about 20 years, maybe...25.

30...maybe.

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When I went to work, down The Rabbit Hole, everything...took a back seat.

It's been an Interesting Day.

to say the least.

{was dealing with IDOT, back Then...too.}

Bless their hearts.

oh my.

Ran across Mom's Old...Mixer.

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Oh...my.

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I'll NEVER forget the day, Sister, Merry Jo was helping Mom bake a cake, when I was about 2.

We were living near Toddville, Iowa..on some land...Dad bought....in a 10x50 Trailer, with Mom, Dad...Granddad, Merry Jo, Brother, Larry...his first wife, Susan,{at 17, or 18 }and their Brand New...Baby, my Niece...Ellen.

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Along with Horses...Cows, Chickens, Ducks...Geese, Hounds...a Snapping Turtle, or two, 

and a Naughty... Spider Monkey.

Sammy.

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Merry Jo, {she would've been around 11 } somehow...had her hand in the mixing bowl...and all of a sudden, her Fingers were Caught....in The Beater!!!

HOLY SMOKES!!!

I'd Never Heard...such a Blood Curdling Scream, in my life.

The Light's Dimmed, as The Mixer...Froze.

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{The Old Mixer's Beater's, are the same, as back then. Bent to Heck. }

Merry's finger's survived.

So...did The Mixer.

oh my.

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{The Only other time...I heard Merry Jo, SCREAM...like That, was when Mom gave her a Perm.

Hahahahahahaha!!!!

Now, THAT...was funny.

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Merry Jo, looked like she'd Stuck her finger in a Light Socket!!!

Even, at two, or three....

Sorry,

 I had to Laugh!

{'inside'  not out loud. <3 }

Merry Jo, was Devastated...when she looked in the mirror.

: ( : ( : ( 

Merry, to me...was So Beautiful, Always... no matter how her 'hair' looked.

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Couldn't imagine...why, she'd be so upset.

She...was Beautiful.

Still is.

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Certainly... didn't laugh...with The Mixer Ordeal.

That...Was Frightening....Oh Dear!!! 

I need to send The Mixer, to Merry Jo.

They...have a Real Connection.

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The Lower Cupboard's Shelf collapsed under the weight of the Old...Cast Iron, recently.

Repaired that, today.

Realized...I don't 'Cook'...for Masses, like I used to, 

today.

Cleaned the Cast Iron, and will offer what I've cleaned...to our Kids.

They grew up...with Old Cast Iron Cookware.

They appreciate it.

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They Understand, how Amazing...It Is.

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{Old Cast...is Thee Very Best. 

It can't be 'bought'...in a Store. Ever. }

What they don't take, I'll sell.

{There will be No Antique  'Steel' Pans, or...'Scotch Bowls'...offered.

I'll Die With Them.

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Love to Ya...

Prayers, for All.

Barb C.