Grandmother Clock and Dads Candle Sticks

I never knew a time when this clock and these candle sticks were not in my life  I brought them to California in my carry-on after we sold my childhood home in Oklahoma. My father said he remembered the clock on a shelf in the kitchen when he was a kid  He made the candle sticks in wood shop in high school. So many memories so many stories.  Thanks  Becky at Time Square December 4 for a chance to share this. I think I will send it to my daughter’s to help keep the story alive.

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      1. Oh, I have a photo of my sister and me in that bed when we were about three (me) and five (my sister) years old. It was New Year’s Eve and we got to go to at least part of the party at my grandparents’ house.


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