‘The Little Things’
A poem
Boomer reader Julia Nunnally Duncan recalls the little things from the past that speak to her still.
The Little Things
It’s the little things
that wring the heart
from time to time—
remembered artifacts
from a childhood home:
a mother’s glass knick-knacks
displayed on a kitchen shelf;
a father’s old pocket knives
stored in a bedroom drawer;
World Book Encyclopedias
that filled one’s mind though the years.
These mementos of a past time and place
are never far away in recollection.
They abide in memory
alongside the dear people
who were once there, too.
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In “Apron Strings,” reader Diann Logan remembered the many aprons her mother wore daily – and what happened to those aprons later. Here is an excerpt from the essay:
… Two weeks after my 30th high school reunion, my mother died. Those three aprons that she wore most often during my high school years were neatly ironed and folded, stacked in her tea towel drawer. Here they are again in another permutation. I turned them into this quilt, with her apron strings attached to the top edge. This is the bridge between nostalgia and the present. When I touch these fabrics, time is telescoped and her essence is still with me today. …
