When I was growing up, the kitchen was where the family and sometimes friends usually got together. It seemed that the rest of the house had limited space for gathering. Later, when we moved to bigger houses, the kitchen was still where we gathered, because it seemed like the living rooms were needed for other things — sometimes even used as a bedroom.
Early in my life our family lived in a log cabin, and evenings were spent in the center of our one-room cabin where the table sat. The table was homemade from logs, as were the benches on either side of it. The table was not used only for eating; it was also the gathering place after supper. When the meal was done and the table cleared off, the kerosene lamp, which was our sole source of light, was placed in the middle of the table.
When we finished helping my mom with cleaning up, we would use the table for doing our homework, reading the paper or whatever came up to do. The closeness of sitting by my dad, doing my work as he read the paper with my mom sitting close by working on something else, was a wonderful feeling. The warmth from the stove, sharing our way of life our in the little cabin became a precious memory later in life. We moved to a larger house in the same area and it was all right, but I missed the lamplight and the smell of wood in the cabin.
Today, at times, I remember how I felt and wish I could go back to the place where I lived then. Unfortunately, the town of Tiger, Colorado, no longer exists nor does the cabin that sat just up the road at Kings Sawmill. Now meadows are there and it’s a beautiful place for deer and bears to roam.
Like everything else, things change but stay the same, and I think a lot of it is how we look at life and the effects our outlook has on our lives. The places where we live and grow up tend to become a large part of how we live life when we are older, what we have and how we take care of it. If you watch families today, you can see the difference in the family as they grow up and the changes in the attitudes. The showing of attitude can be quite pronounced in some families by the children who don’t have the family time they need.
These days, due to the lack of family togetherness, the “different strokes for different folks” and “live and let live” attitudes are more noticeable. We need to hang on to the knowledge that we are individuals, after all, and if we have faith, hope, love and are broadminded and look at the overall picture, we can get it pretty much figured out. If we all have faith, hope and charity in our hearts we’ll make it.
Happy birthday wishes go out to July birthdays and especially Francis Chisholm, and Thea Bowlds.