MONDAY WAS WASH DAY

MONDAY WAS WASH DAY

Funny the things you remember. My husband Arnee and I visited our former neighbors/friends in Florida. As we sat around relaxing and chatting, Chuck asked if I remembered his grandmother. She would accompany his parents when they occasionally visited from the Midwest.

I thought that Chuck was from Wisconsin, but he was actually raised in Detroit. I asked him if he recalled that his mother, visiting during the six years he and Antonio lived next door to us back in the 1980s, was excited to see my curtains hanging out on a line to dry. He laughed, but that’s when the Wisconsin link was forged. Chuck talked about spending summertime as a young boy at the farm of his maternal grandparents in the Badger state. He was quick to note that they had a small non-commercial farm in the neighboring state, which is also commonly referred to as America’s Dairyland. Chuckling lightheartedly, he pointed out emphatically that Monday was wash day for his grandmother.

Details of my younger years growing up in a four-family house in Roselle, New Jersey, dancing as my mother pulled in the wash in winter, icicles and all, are part of my memories written about in Kitchen Talk. Arnee added his escapades of often shinnying up the pole in his parents’ yard when the cord would break and he was sent to attach a new one on the second floor of their two-family in nearby Elizabeth. Such mundane topics are part of Americana, which complement the family lore. Feel free to add “comments” below reminiscing about your favorite old-time wash stories.

And, while waiting for the publication of my book, spend some time drooling over the spectacular three-dimensional constructions, both in sculpture and prints, by our friend and world-famous artist Antonio Perez Melero. www.perezmelero.com

Sharon, Antonio and Chuck February 2019 Florida

Sharon, Antonio and Chuck February 2019 Florida

Antonio Perez-Melero 3-D Monet’s Water Lilies Unframed

Antonio Perez-Melero 3-D Monet’s Water Lilies Unframed