|Momma dressed to the nines, 1951, Neeley place.|
The first table I remember in my Mom's home was the white kitchen table and four matching chairs. There was a little red accent strip on the routed feature at the foot of the table and chair legs. Never really saw the top of the table without an oil cloth table cover on it. The table, also, doubled as work space. Many farm homes had no kitchen cabinets to speak of, just a Hoosier style free standing unit. The kitchen table, therefore, had to be used as a work space.
|Aunt Billie in curlers with Momma's back as she works on Christmas morning |
breakfast at the white kitchen table, Farnsworth place
The next table I remember in my Momma's home was the dining table. This 'grand' table was purchased when we moved into the larger Farnsworth's place. This table was never used as a work space. It was the dining room table, even though the actual dining room was sometimes the north west room and sometimes the fireplace room. Mom told my sister recently that as farm folk, redecorating meant just rearranging what you had. Guess that explains my memories of rooms having 'floating identities', bedroom one year, dining room the next or let's try a bed in the living room.
|Dining table decked for Christmas. In the northwest, Farnsworth place.|
And a new table. Solid maple. Drop leaf. Matching captains and mate chairs. Used but none the less Mom's pride and joy. The white table and dining table disappeared but the four white chairs remained along the garage wall for use when company came. And for the record we seldom saw the top of that table as old habits die hard.
|My Dad in my Sissy's wig at the maple table, Allen, TX.|
|My Dad and my Son at same table, 1975.|
|Table at Christmas time, mid 1980's.|
|My niece using the table as a work space, late 1980's|
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