What we remember from
childhood we remember forever —
permanent images, stamped,
inked, imprinted, eternally seen.
~Edited excerpt
from Cynthia Ozick
Oh, the golden age of the barefoot time,
While life was a fairy tale sung in rhyme,
When phantoms grim of a future day
Were hid in the mists of the far away…
Off for a swim on an afternoon,—
The moments—why would they fly so soon!
The rosy skies of our barefoot days.
~Excerpted lines from a poem
by Adelbert Farrington Caldwell
On the far left in the collage above are my great uncle and I on the beach in Southern California. He was one of my most favorite people on the planet, and before my Daddy came home from the War, he frequently took me the half a block down to the shores of the beautiful blue Pacific. Even after daddy got home and until we moved to Texas, the beach remained a cherished part of my daily reality. Sadly the photo of uncle and me is so faded now that you can’t even make out the water anymore. So I added the other pictures in the collage that I found on Pinterest to show what my earliest memories of the beach look like. Although my photo has faded, the imprint of those images in my mind’s eye is still brilliantly vivid so much so that 7 decades later I’ve never forgotten the people and places of my childhood. They are treasures that I horde and keep safe in my heart because I know that childlike faith, along with childlike love, are an open road to God’s heart.
And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.” ~Matthew 18:3 ✝
I love the picture of your great uncle! It’s beautiful! 💖😊
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Thanks Trini! He was such a memorable and great guy! I adored him and his wife! 😊❤️
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Marvelous
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Thank you! 😊❤️
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My pleasure
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😊
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What a darling picture of you, Natalie. ❤ My kids and I spent a lot of afternoons at the local beach when they were little. Great memories.
Blessings & hugs ~ Wendy
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Thanks Wendy! They will have great memories too❣😘
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Beautiful post. I grew up in near the beach and have fond memories. Nice picture of you and your uncle.
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Thanks Lori! The beach is a great place to grow up❣😊
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The photo of you and your great uncle is such a treasure, Natalie, and the excerpt from Caldwell’s poem weaves the magic of childhood with such beauty and eloquence.
“Off for a swim on an afternoon,—
The moments—why would they fly so soon!
The rosy skies of our barefoot days.”
❤
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Thank you so much Carol❣😘
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Absolutely beautiful! A grand thank you is in order for this one!
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Why thanks so much Tami❣😘
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Hello Nataliescarberry,
It’s for you : https://lemaximottain.wordpress.com/2016/07/03/3002/
Thank you
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Wonderful photos and perspectives Natalie. Like you, the beach was a big part of my childhood and imprinted on my mind and heart. It was such a treat to visit Carolina Beach in June after too many years without beach contact. 🙂
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I’m so glad you got to the beach in June! I’m so ready to go too❣😊
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Tellement beau, dear Natalie – et si émouvant – votre photo personnelle et vos confidences – vous ne changez pas au fond de votre coeur – my dear friend- bises et très paisible dimanche – france
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Je t’adore mon ami❣😘😘😘🌹
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That is such a sweet picture, and I love the way your share these treasures with us. ❤
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Thanks Theresa❣😘
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