Sunday, March 1, 2015

Vintage Memories: A Sunday Veiller, 1968

Do you miss the good ole days? I do. The slow-paced, playing with your cousins, stepping in chicken poo days. Going to Mama (pronounced Mahh-mahh, like “Ahh! I’m scared”) and Papa (pronounced the same but with P’s) Aucoin’s house for Sunday dinner was what we did each week. The kids would play outside while Mama and the women cooked in the kitchen, and the men sat around and visited. Mama would often have fish cooked in her famous white gravy that no one, and I mean no one, can make like she did. The men would eat first while us kids would eat all around on the floor. Then the women would eat and clean up. It was the perfect Sunday. It was what families did, what they made time for. I’m glad I have these memories to look back on and remember. They make me smile, and I love sharing them.

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  1. I love love love this picture! It makes me lonesome for the old days and the old people! I have pictures on my Facebook of them at a Butcher. You are more than welcome to them if you need them.

  2. Thanks so much! We will check them out! We have a box full of pictures and albums to share and lots of ideas for future Vintage Memories posts!