Sunday, July 17, 2011

Camp Seymour Lunch Note #1

Remembering Miss Mable

I remember Floyd feeding Tippy hot dog slices. But, I mostly remember Mable, her glasses, her voice, her hair and her house.

I can see the trees and the chicken yard and the carport beside the door.
I remember shelling butterbeans with her and Grandmama until my nails pulled away from the bed. I remember shucking corn with her (fewer injuries but more worms). I remember always being excited when I heard her at the door.

I remember Grandmama taking me to Mable's house after school one day and she had a big pot of chicken and pastry going. She found out I that it didn't know what it was and so she made it just so I could have some. She also made strawberry shortcake for the occasion.

Mable always seemed to have an opinion about anything. She also seemed to say that Campho Phenique was the solution to every ailment.

Mable died while Daphne and I were in Hawaii with Grandmama and Granddaddy. Grandmama stayed in the hotel room most of the day. Grandaddy arranged for Daphne and I to go to dinner alone so he could be with Grandmama. He told me what had happened and said they just needed some time to remember her.