Keith's Memories 1

Ok, beginning later today, I am going to start a four day series about Christmas memories. Each day I hopefully will put together a post about several of my most vivid memories of Black Road era holidays.

Hopefully, you will be able to join in and share some of your own.

A quick taste:

Around this time every year, Aunt Ruth would make buckwheat pancakes. Making them from scratch apparently took great effort as a large fuss was made of this occurrence. Of course Aunt Ruth who I loved dearly was good at making a fuss.

Going to the Baldwin house on a blustery cold, Saturday morning in December was always an adventure. It was a big old house built on a slight incline and I was always amazed at how the house leaned just a bit to the left. Through the door was a living room with a tree. To the right, stairs snaked up from right to left. Through a door on the left was a room that could have been a dining room, but it wasn’t. To the rear of the room was a gas stove that heated the house, on the left was the door to the kitchen.

Seated at the kitchen table I would eat my weight in the tasty cakes while a chain smoking Ruth regaled us with salty stories of the Overmeyer clan.

Recently I bought the necessary ingredients, so on Christmas Day I’ll do a little homage to the irrepressible Aunt Ruth.