Fleeting memories as the sewing box plays, “Let Me Call You Sweetheart.” Little I was and Little did I know that she would return to her beloved sweetheart husband in a future that played out too soon.
Grandma Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer — Grandmother Music Sewing Box
Grandmother Eva’s Music Sewing Box
Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer — Grandmother Music Sewing Box
Opening my Grandma Eva’s Musical sewing box and seeing her all over and again. Returning to her apartment in Harlem. An apt that was huge to the 5 year old me. Hearing Grandma give a lighthearted scolding to her son, my Dad. Memories of a Great Day in Harlem with Grandma.
Grandma Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer — Grandmother Music Sewing Box
Grandmother Eva’s Music Sewing Box
Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer — Grandmother Music Sewing Box
Each Memory is like a reflection captured within a diamond. Precious. One glance returning you to a pleasant past event repeatedly Looped in Luxury.
If you want to share a literal image of the actual word, do that. But if you’d rather play with word association, post something that reminds you of the specific word, or something you use the word for, do so. It only has to make sense to you. Have fun and keep on photographing!
This week’s word is Family!
My Family Past and Present from the 19th Century to the 21st Century!
Grandfather William Palmer with 4 of his children 1923
My Grandmother Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer
My Dad Edward Gordon Palmer
My Aunt Thelma Palmer Varner
Montreal 1970
Me and Dad
2002 MMC Graduate
Family Photo Collage
Family Photo Collage
Mom & Dad
My Dad Edward G. Palmer
My Dad Edward G. Palmer
Aunt Carrie ~~ George Gordon’s Sister
Fredrick H. Halstead_Sept. 6, 1898_Little’s Brother
No Matter What Other People Think or Say About Me, God Loves Me with a Sense of Purpose. The words of the enemy mean nothing to me only what God has to say about me. My writing and photography are my Passions and my Purpose. My brother Stephen is often my Muse.
My Raison D’être
Habakkuk2:2-3
New King James Version (NKJV)
The Just Live by Faith
2Then the Lord answered me and said:
“Write the vision
And make it plain on tablets,
That he may run who reads it. 3 For the vision is yet for an appointed time;
But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie.
Though it tarries, wait for it;
Because it will surely come,
It will not tarry.
If your furniture, appliances, and other inanimate objects at home had feelings and emotions, to which item would you owe the biggest apology?
Grandma Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer — Grandmother Music Sewing Box
Grandmother Eva’s Music Sewing Box
Eva Sophronia Gordon Palmer — Grandmother Music Sewing Box
Pictured is my Grandmother’s musical sewing box. When opened it plays an instrumental “Let Me Call You Sweetheart.” I would guess this was a popular song in 1919 when she was wed to my Grandfather William Palmer. She passed away when I was around 5 or 6 so I don’t know if she brought this musical sewing box with her into the marriage or my Grandfather gifted it to her at one point during their marriage. I do know that when she passed away my Dad, her son Edward G. Palmer inherited it. Then when my Dad died in 1995 it became mine. Before she married my Grandmother was a Milliner.
Because I was so young when she left the body I never really got to know her well. My memories of my Grandmother Eva are few and faint. Growing dimmer as time passes yet sometimes flashes of her being enter my mind. Her musical sewing box remains a point of connection between us. Every time I touch the box or turn it upside down to wind the key so that I may once again hear it’s wonderful musical refrain sometimes I sense a touch of sadness. Sadness from the box because it is no longer touched, held or played on a regular basis anymore. Sadness of missing it’s original owner. Wondering in fear what will happen when it’s current owner ~~ me passes from time into eternity.
Lately I’ve heard the box call out to me. Perhaps a part of my Grandmother’s spirit still resides within. Maybe through this precious musical sewing box she still calls out to me that during her lifetime she had many Sweethearts. Her parents. My Grandfather, all her children including the two boys lost to polio, my Dad who was nicknamed Precious because he was the only boy to survive. Her grandchildren.
So I vow to open and play you more often. I Love you Sweetheart. Not to worry I shall make provision for you. You are forever Precious in my sight.
The Mills Brothers recorded their version of the song in the year I was born 1959.