Thursday, July 9, 2015

Dreams Come True

I realized 6 years ago today I got the keys back to 1515.
My Grandparents home that they bought in 1926 and left in 1978.
It had been 31 years since I had been through the door after my Grandfather died.

However, it was a place always on our minds.
My Aunts would drive by when they came in to town.
I never left Charleston without driving by and adoring that magical place from my childhood
 from Jackson street.
My Dad never knew another home until he married my Mom, my Aunt was born there, they were married there.
Aunt Catherine and Uncle Don on their wedding day with Aunt Mary

If you have not heard the story it is something just "meant to be"
So one day as I was leaving Charleston, I noticed a dumpster in the driveway?
I called my cousin because her cousin cared for the elderly lady who lived there.
Found out the lady had passed away and strange, her name was Emma Reynolds.
That was my cousins Grammies names?

Her cousin put me in touch with the executor of the estate.
He just happened to be the son of my Maternal Grandfathers cousin.
They did not have the home for sale yet, but they knew it was meant for it to be back in my family.

The day I got the key, I called cousin Mary as I ran through my Grandparents bedroom, through the closet into my Dad's bedroom and then into the dining room, the living room and around 
again like I did at 5.

I never have been so organized to get moved in before the annual Galbreath Reunion.
I could not wait for everyone to come back home.

Of course everyone had to have their pictures taken on the front porch like
 it had been done in the past.

Aunt Annie Uncle Max
and my 

Donna, Debbie
Marty and Mary

The place needed some work, paint and new flooring.
But it still reminds us everyday of who has come through the door over the last
89 years.
Christmas Eve 1941

we gather in the same dining room today for birthdays, holidays, or just for fun.

Christmas 1943
the tree goes in the same spot


We gather in the kitchen
Grandad, cousin Debbie, me and Jessie

cousins Mary, Marty, Jen and PJ

my Mom and Aunt Catherine

2013 cousins Donna and Debbie

Of course there is leisure time playing and 
porch swinging!

Mary and Marty 

grown up Marty and Mary

Things have returned to its original home
Grandmothers Hoosier cabinet 1970 with Aunt Catherine

cousin Donna returned it home, well taken care of since 1978.
We even have Grandmother's cookie jar, and crock.
Just wish we could have some of her famous raisin oatmeal cookies.

My Dad's Galbreath Grocery Store jacket awaits him hanging on his closet door.

Grandmother would be happy her some of her flowers are still there
and notice the 1515 sign?
It was the last thing I took in 1978 as I departed the steps for the last time.

1961 the backyard with Grandad
Mary, John, Grandad, Marty and Donna
Me, Mark, Debbie and Tom.
We have all returned.

same spot speed ahead 50 years!
I am so blessed to spend time with my wonderful cousins.
Donna, Mary, Marty and Debbie

I can never express what 1515 means to us all.
It is a sanctuary away from everyday problems.
A Happy Place.
A place to go and relax, have a laugh, get a hug,
talk about old memories and making new ones.

I knew that day, that dreams do come true