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creativematrix | all galleries >> Archives >> Creative Challenge Archives >> Creative Matrix Challenge 18 Nov - 1 Dec -2011 > Long Ago and Far Away
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Cybergrannie

Long Ago and Far Away

An early memory: I am sitting in a chair with my grandmother; my mother and baby brother are nearby. It is the depths pf the depression, and we are living in a chilly log cabin, formerly a summer home--victims of the demise of the stock market, having been forced from a prosperous comfortably elite family home to being two women and 2 toddlers living on the edge. And my grandmother is singing this song.
The shanty drawing came from a website about the song--no attribution given for either. The scratchy background is from Image After.
Somehow this song has been in my mind all my life, and I was amazed to find that it is of Canadian origin.

Almita the cybergrannie


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Digital Nuts28-Nov-2011 18:22
Your words of remembrance could have been from life last week. How many of the 99 percent will go hungry again at Xmas. Nice pic and thoughts. - Hawk
creativematrix27-Nov-2011 22:16
Wonderful Almita...what a perfect illustration of the memory. I can feel the words, and it makes me remember my grandmother singing when she thought no one was there to hear her. She had a deep, beautiful voice. ~Meg
Shu27-Nov-2011 12:18
this does it! it has us thinking about our childhood and also finding out how much we all have in common. wonderful recollections. shu
creativematrix26-Nov-2011 21:37
I love this Almita. It evokes many memories for me too of living during the depression years in the country and having a wood fireplace and my memory most is seeing my grandfather standing in the light of the fire he just lit before going to the fields and shaving. I can still hear the razor on the strap. He always left for the plowing or whatever with a fresh shave and clean. In spite of not having anything, I did love my childhood. And yes, Laurie, it is amazing what we do think about at odd moments and the thoughts come quite unexpected.
Ann
creativematrix26-Nov-2011 20:39
Amazing what we think about - I still remember the black out shades on the windows and air raid tests before WW2 ended- and I grew up in New Jersey!!!
Laurie