It just takes one taste or a vision of something from the past and suddenly we are transported back. It's like there's a file in our brain tucked neatly away until suddenly all the memories come tumbling back into our conscience.
I love that, don't you?
It's like this listing on Etsy:
(Source: http://www.etsy.com/listing/121768658/vintage-bridge-playing-cards-betsey?ref=usr_faveitems)
These photographs took me right back to my grandparent's dining room. Here my grandmother and I would play the card game, Fish, with these exact cards. Sometimes my cousin would be included or a friend, but oftentimes it was just my grandmother and I.
This was the dining room table. My great-grandmother is on the left, next to her is my cousin, in the back is my brother on the left and his friend on the right. Next is my friend and then me probably taken in 1978 or so. That table saw many a card game with Betsey Clark cards.
My grandmother has always been there for me from when I was young:
and even is today (I am SO blessed!):
While I think of her often and speak with just as much, looking at the cards takes me back to Sycamore, Illinois to the dining room table and hoping I was the next winner of Fish. Just another reason to love vintage and oh! a husband that can cook a mean Eastern Style Barbecue! :)
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