It is still raining, I am still journaling and I still being inspired by my new book 365 Days of Journal Fodder and my class discussing Julia Cameron's book Vein of Gold.
Thinking of the places you have lived is one of the exercises in Julia's book! That started my thinking of the house I grew up in. My Dad built it, with some help, just after World Was II had ended. Materials were still difficult to come by so they had to work, almost as hard, finding the boards, plumbing and electrical supplies needed, as they did building.
Sorry, for the glare on the left side....I wrote in black and white ink to make the page look more interesting and blur the content, just a bit. On the right, under the numbers, there is a flap............
Ta da! Picture of the simple little house in Beaverton, Oregon where I lived between 11 and 20 years old. The map shows the location of the house, which by the way, was torn down several years ago to make room for apartments.
Oh, how I wish these were the blueprints for the house but....they are not!
My other pages are devoted to the only piece of my art that has been saved from when I was a kid. In 1951, I made up this story and drew the "photographs" to illustrate it! Now days, if I had drawn this and given it to my friend at school.....the school would have gone into lock down!
There really was a Barbara, my BFF, she really had a boyfriend named George but, as much as she might have liked to....she did not own a sexy strapless gown, opera length gloves or a long cigarette holder (an outfit, so, totally, influenced by the movies of the day).
Barbara had kept this for years and returned it to me about ten years ago. I'm not sure why the murder plot! But, the format foreshadows my adult career of working for newspapers for 30 years.
Sadly, Barbara passed away in 2005. I so appreciate that she saved this.
The other side of the page reflects just a few of the many memories I have of Barbara and some of the things that were important to us in our teen age years.
It is fun to look back and it is interesting how much longer the good memories last than the bad. The bad memories are still there.....the edges are just softened by time.
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