On the surface the beautiful design, the warmth on a cold winters night while underneath an intricate patchwork of stitches all coming together joining not just pieces of fabric but generations. In my case me granddaughter to my paternal Grandmother Eva Palmer. Grandma Eva died when I was 5 or 6 so I did not get to know her well but that quilt held her memory however faint to me for quite some time. The colorful triangular patches sewn together combining functional with fancy.
Grandma Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer — Grandmother Music Sewing Box
Grandmother Eva’s Music Sewing Box
Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer — Grandmother Music Sewing Box
Grandma Eva’s Musical Sewing Box that plays, “Let Me Call You Sweetheart.”
Her patchwork quilt so lovingly made for me the first child of her only surviving son, my Dad Edward G. Palmer was like an umbilical cord linking us together. Now both my grandmother and my Dad have long since passed on but every time I see quilts I think of Grandma. Some threads represented the sons she lost to Polio other threads her grandchildren representing the next generation. And I possess her quiet strength and strong faith to endure tragedies and celebrate triumphs.
Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer. My Dad’s Mom. She married my Grandfather William Julius Palmer on Jan. 15, 1919. My grandmother was 27 when she got married to my grandfather who was 40. My grandmother was a Milliner, my grandfather a shipping clerk. I have very vague memories of her.
When I read the story Everyday Use by Alice Walker which is supposed to be a riff on the Bible’s Prodigal son I the good girl, the faithful daughter became the prodigal daughter who eventually returned to the fold. Every so often whether permitting I make my pilgrimage to Harlem to walk the streets of the Harlem Renaissance and every day people like William and Eva Palmer raising a family on a shipping clerk’s salary. My Grandfather William Palmer taking the kids to Mt. Morris Park (Now Marcus Garvey Park) on an outing.
My Grandfather William Palmer with four of his children at Mt. Morris Park around 1926. My Dad Edward G. Palmer is not in the photo because he was not born until 1930. The little boy on my GrandDad’s lap later died from polio.
Sometimes I can still remember traveling to Harlem with my Dad to visit my Grandma Eva. In my mind I’m still walking around her large apartment. I see my Aunt Eva’s piano. I see my Dad looking out the window while playing with the window blind cords and then I hear my Grandmother’s voice telling him to stop and for all of us to come eat.
This is an old post from 2011 but I decided to update it with an appropriate Tyler Perry video.
Senior citizens are not what you think they should be. These old coots bring new meaning to “Puff Daddy.” I think some fossils went on LSD trips in the 1960s and never came back!
One Wednesday I was doing my laundry with several of my neighbors when one of the dizzier elders came in with her laundry. This woman is totally discombobulated. She couldn’t remember which washers she left her clothes in then she couldn’t decide which dryers in which to place her clothes.
During the course of this drama she lost her laundry card. We no longer use coins but cards similar to credit cards. She accused two young men who had just come in the laundry room of stealing the card while they were on the other side…
What is your favorite piece of art? (it doesn’t have to be famous)
I work in a museum so it’s difficult to say which artwork is my favorite but I Love Paintings! Paintings tell a story even still lifes. A close second are sculptures.
However for the sake of choice here is a photo of a Kehinde Wiley painting from the Brooklyn Museum. As you can see my brother Stephen is imitating the pose. Yes I put him up to this! LOL!!
What made you smile today?
My cat Sylvester is always good for a few Chuckles! Check out his Cat Yoga Poses!
Sylvester Cat Yoga on the bed
Which place do you recommend as a Must-See? Please state which country, state or providence.
My hometown New York City!! Also Brooklyn, New York, USA. Brooklyn Academy of Music (BAM) Barclay’s Center (lots of sporting events) You can see more Brooklyn and New York City sites on my Photography page Roaming Urban Gypsy. www.roamingurbangypsy.com
Complete this sentence: When I was younger I used to….
be able to eat ice cream and drink sodas, laying down put my legs and feet behind my head and stay like that until my Mom told me to stop being a pretzel and come to dinner, party all night and still come to work on time the next day. Now I cannot do any of those things.
Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
Went with my Japanese girlfriend to her Buddhist Temple which gives me peace, centers me and reminds me not to give into anger! I try to attend on a regular basis and even became a member in 2012. Beliefs very similar to Christianity and the Bible. Thank you Shinnyo-en Buddhism!
If you could return to the past to relive a part of your life, either to experience the wonderful bits again, or to do something over, which part of you life would you return to? Why?
First the musical interlude!
Tyrone Davis – If I Could Turn Back The Hands Of Time (Best Version)
Early childhood when my brother Stephen and I were little and both of our parents were alive. Those were the best days of my life. Playtime. Carefree. No worries. Could eat anything I wanted. No bills. No debts. The Love of my Mom and Dad. True Happiness.