Remembering When

This Memorial Day weekend of 2010 was the best one I have enjoyed in several years. It was like our early days here on the lake when the grandchildren came and we played from daylight until dark. While the grandchildren are grown and scattered I have twin great nephews who were visiting my son in Shreveport.

It was not much like a vacation for them as they live in Jefferson, and all they could find to do was the same old things they did at home. So, we decided that they should all come down to Toledo Bend and spend a day and night and make it a real holiday.

My son worked on my husband’s boat that had not been used in over a year and got it running good so they could go fishing. However, the boys did not bring their life jackets as this trip was impromptu. They did not mind that the older ones went fishing from the boat and cruised all over the area. They were having so much fun fishing off the boat house for bream. They learned to put the crickets on the hooks and to take the fish off without calling for help, which was a relief for mom and dad.

On Sunday night, there was a beautiful breeze off the lake causing a drop in the temperate, so we sat on the porch until 11:30 p.m., talking about some of the things that had transpired all these years since we have been here. The boys were tuckered out and in bed by 9.

Missing was my husband, John, and my sister’s Pee Wee and Nita, the grandmother of the twins. We felt their presence as we remembered other Memorial Days.

They planned to leave early the next morning, but because they were having so much fun, they stayed until the afternoon. They took home enough fish for a cook out, a few pieces of petrified wood that they found on the edges of the water, and the promise of coming back again, and this time with life jackets.

I cannot wait to see some of the pictures.