Dot is holding a counted cross stitch pillow Carlene made for her years ago. |
Dot made us lunch and we spent most of the day talking on her sun porch. I love listening to the stories they tell together!
Afterwards, Carlene and I drove by their Homeplace--a house not nearly as pretty as it used to be, but I remembered staying with Dot and Mimi and Papa when Bob was born in 1951. I was three and I mostly remember being fascinated with teenager Dot and the way she rolled her hair.
I also remember Mimi making biscuits and pouring milk out of a pitcher and leaving streaks--mile directly from the cows.
The house used to be white wood, now it's sided over with red.
To the right of the house is a grove of peach trees Papa planted.
We stopped by the Fresh Air barbecue in Jackson on the way home--still the best barbecue anywhere in my opinion. They've been serving barbecue in the same location since 1929, and it still tastes exactly like it did as I remember it as a child.
Barbecue in Georgia is always pork.
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