Writing in a journal allows us to reflect on who we are, what we believe and what is important to us. With the FOLK Community Journal Challenge we hope you are doing just that, learning about yourself and others. If you are a blogger, join us by answering our journal prompt each week on your own blog and linking up to our community journal post on Monday’s. If you are not a blogger, why not start a blog today? We’re here to help get things rolling for you by providing you with writing prompts and a community to read your posts and grow your blog traffic. It’s a win/win situation! The journal agenda for the year can be found HERE and the prompt for this week is as follows:
What family memento do you cherish? Why?
I’m not your normal sentimental person. When it comes to the mementos of loved ones passed on that I want to keep, I pick the weird things and I am okay with that. When my Grandfather passed away I wanted nothing more than his old, rusty metal tool box. I cherish that tool box because he cherished that tool box.
Mechanics were his thing and there wasn’t a day of his life that didn’t involve him ‘tinkering’ in his workshop. Dimly lit, his workshop was built out of scraps of wood and sheet metal that he had left over from various jobs he had completed throughout the years. A single light bulb hung from an open socket in the center of each of the four rooms. His workshop was a mess in my eyes, but he knew exactly where everything was and was adamant that he would someday need everything in there for something. I learned my hoarding traits from him. “You better not get rid of that, ya never know when you’ll need it.”
I can remember sitting in the front room (I wasn’t allowed in the back three rooms where the saws, motors and chemicals were) at his large metal work bench, swinging my legs back and forth from the miss-matched metal stool. We were building a rabbit house that day. It was early Spring and the dirt floor of his workshop was still cold. We had been sitting on his front porch that morning when we saw the baby rabbits in the hedge at the corner of the yard. The week before he had built a birdhouse and had just shown me the nest full of robin eggs. From then and there I had it in my little mind that all baby animals needed a house. He didn’t even bother trying to explain to me that the hedge WAS their house. Instead, he grabbed my hand and led me out back to his workshop.
I sat on the metal bench and watched him carefully for what seemed like hours at the time. He sketched, measured and sawed. Then, he walked over to that big metal toolbox and rummaged around until he found just what he had been looking for, a miniature hammer. It was a ‘my size’ hammer if I ever saw one! Literally, a third of the size of his with a rubber mallet. It was like it was made for my preschool self. He taught me how to drill and hammer and before I knew it we were done. It was just a wooden box with a little round hole in the front. Definitely nothing special. We painted it pink though and filled the inside with straw, alfalfa and carrots before placing it in the hedge line.
The ‘rabbit house’ is no longer there. I assume it deteriorated over the years. Either that, or I just cant remember where we actually put it. I’m too scared to actually stick my hand back into the hedge… but I haven’t seen even the slightest corner of that box in years. That day and the miniature hammer producing, rusty metal toolbox will be forever engraved into my memory. I cherish that tool box because he cherished that tool box. He spent his life working from it and it was the tool box he called on each time he came to an obstacle in his mechanical career.
What family memento do you cherish? Why?
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