Friday, December 18, 2009

7 Memories Until Christmas

I have a mixed bag of memories of my Dad. He firmly believed that children should be seen but not heard. So my memory of the train set that he had in the basement is good one. There was no question that it was his train but he’d sometimes let us run it. He had built a very large table with a hole cut out in the center so you had to crawl under to get to the controls. Lots of track and switches and little toy buildings and trees. But most of all his time and attention.

This series originally appeared in 2006 at The Apple Doesn't Fall Far From the Tree. Some posts have been updated, others replaced.

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