Reviving Memories

What’s really strange about a daughter moving to Franklin is that it is my birthplace.   When she was at Vanderbilt in Nashville, this daughter went to church in Franklin.  Once, when the hubby and I went for a visit we accompanied her there, and when we walked by a building built of flagstone, I experienced some kind of weird flashback.  It looked so familiar for no reason I could recollect.  Then, it hit me. I remembered a photo of my mother standing on steps of a building that looked like the one we had just passed holding a baby, either me or my brother.

Following the service, I went into the building which was then a nursing home and asked if it had ever been anything else.  Yes, I was told, at one time it had been a hospital.  That moment was like capturing a piece of long lost history.

Today that building is identified by a historical marker as so many other places in Franklin are.

Great Grandparents and Grandparents

 Just being in Franklin then and now revived memories of my great grandmother whose house I lived in as a very young child.  Later, when we visited, I remembered cousins playing hide and seek in all its nooks and crannies.  I remembered loving to comb Mammy’s long silvery hair. I remembered my grandfather sitting in a chair by the fire place smoking a pipe and later teaching me to duplicate his incredible penmanship.  I remembered swinging on the front porch and playing the out of tune organ in the closed door front room.

Today, the square with its original buildings is still there, but the town has become quite a chic place.  No doubt the country music stars who have migrated from Nashville have something to do with that.

The girls couldn’t wait to take me to Lulu and introduce me to the shop owner whose grandmother was also called Lulu.

No doubt I should have bought this can!

As we browsed  shops, I noticed a recurring  French country style.  My daughter’s eye was roaming as she was tempted by accessories to add to her decor of that style.

The little girls thought I would like Philanthropy which was full of very hip clothing.  Oh, if only I were a few years younger and a size 2!

It was, indeed, a cool place, but what impressed me the most is their mission.  Knowing that a portion of your purchase would help someone else made it very easy to spend money there.

On other visits, there will be much more to see, but for now this is a glimpse of the small town that both my daughter and I will at different times have called home.

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7 thoughts on “Reviving Memories

  1. Such a wonderful post, with a glimpse to the past and the future.

    – The Tablescaper

  2. I remember that day vividly…the day you said, “I was born there!” Two years into my college experience…two years after going to church right next door to where you were born. Still kinda takes my breath away. And who could’ve imagined I’d be back?!?! Life is a much bigger tapestry than any of us could weave on our own! xoxo!

  3. How awesome that you pieced together that puzzle from your family history. Yes you should have bought that bucket and what fun to find a store with your name on it. Is Lulu your real name? Or a nick name?

  4. How lovely to have those happy memories revived. And Lulu – even better !!

  5. shirley@housepitalitydesigns July 16, 2012 — 5:39 pm

    Oh I so love that story…everything seems to come full circle….I am sure your grandmother is looking down from the heavens and smiling…yes, you needed to buy that cute pail!!!…

  6. Great story!

  7. I was just there for lunch on Saturday, visiting my niece! I love Franklin & could easily live there…IF I could move my brood with me. We had lunch at Dumplin’s & it was delicious! My niece lives in Brentwood but goes to church in Franklin. She moved there from Colorado & absolutely loves it! Too bad we didn’t run into each other. : )

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