Childhood Memories

A life long friend of my lost her Dad this week.  I thought about her and her family and remembered spending time at their house.  When I was small my Mom took me with her on her weekly visit to the beauty shop.  I LOVED to go because I loved the smell of the shop and because I would more times than not play with Kathy while Mom got her hair done.  Well, this was a special place for many reasons...Kathy's grandmother, Momma Hall, lived next door and she owned the beauty shop.  Her house was beyond clean, she was a sweet lady.  I can remember her sweeping her porch and even the road in front of her house.  Anyway, I was always excited to see Kathy outside when we came to get Mom's hair done, and I would run to play with her.  Her Dad, Hubert Hall and her Grandpa owned and ran a produce market.  It did not matter what the season the Hall's always had what you needed.  Summertime fruit  straight from Florida, watermelons, locally grown, Christmas oranges, and seems like maybe even Christmas trees.  We would run and play in the huge coolers, in the back of the trucks through her house in Momma Hall's, even though that was frowned upon, everywhere!  Hubert would always laugh at us and always had something funny to say.  Barbara, Kathy's Mom was always busy, busy.  Cooking, crafting, and being Mom.  She can make anything, much like Kathy, Sherry and Karon.  I enjoyed being around Kathy's house when it was time to eat, Barbara always had some good food!  Kathy and I  have remained friends through high school, college and even now seeing our kids grow up.  I want to thank the Hall family for some great childhood memories.....Death doesn't take our memories it somehow enhances them!!!!  Hubert Hall a kind, fun man..thanks for the memories!