Sunday, November 30, 2014

The Book Of Me: Prompt 55 --Movies

How Did I Get Here? My Amazing Genealogy Journey --The Book Of Me: Prompt 55 --Movies

If you are not familiar with this wonderful project that was created by Julie Goucher of the Angler's Rest blog, please refer to this link:

This week's prompt is - Movies

What is your feel good movie?
Can you remember the first time you went to the cinema?
What did you see?
Can you remember the price?
Who did you go with?
Recall those magical movie moments?
What is your favorite movie or favorite genre?

What is your feel good movie?

My feel good movie would be Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. Now the movie came out in 1971, the year before I was born so I never saw it in a theater. As a child, I enjoyed watching it when it was rerun on TV. For a while, I had actually forgotton about how much I really enjoyed it until two summers ago. That's when I purchased a copy of it to watch with my kids.  Seeing the joy on their faces as they enjoyed it for the first time was truly something special. Then as kids do, they kept playing it over and over again over the course of that summer, sometimes twice in one day. Somehow, I didn't become tired of it. It just made me smile. 

Can you remember the first time you went to the cinema?
What did you see?

I don't remember the very first time I went to the cinema. I think I was about three years old just tagging along with the family.  I think the first movie that I saw in a theater that really made an impression was Star Wars which came out in 1977. I was fascinated with the idea of space travel and all the different alien characters. And then there were those light sabers. That was it! I had to have one and for a short spell I actually did. My mother bought my brother and I light sabers to play with and I think I had mine all of one day and then I broke it. Oh I was so sad.

Can you remember the price?


Who did you go with?

I went with my brother and I think it was my paternal grandmother who took us to see it. I remember when we finally got in the theater it was already in progress.  I think it was during the segment  with the trash compactor. That scene had a big impact on my five year old mind. I didn't like the idea of the walls closing in and then there was that whole thing with them being submerged in muck and some creature pulls Luke down. I think I may have had a nightmare or two due to that scene.

Recall those magical movie moments?

There are some movie moments that stick out in my mind. There's that scene in The Wizard of Oz that takes place after the tornado and Dorothy opens the door to her house to see Oz for the first time in vivid color. Willy Wonka has the moment when we first see inside of the Chocolate Factory. 

One of my favorite movies is The Color Purple. That movie is chock full of magical moments for me. I love it when Shug and Celie are walking through a field of purple wildflowers and Shug says, "I think it pisses God off when you walk by the color purple in a field and don't notice it."

Then there's a quieter scene when Sofia is newly released from jail and is doing the shopping for her boss, Miss Millie. Ceelie sees that Sophia is much changed from prison and goes about helping her with finding the things on Miss Millie's list. When Sophia leaves the store she looks back at Ceelie and with no words Ceelie just gestures for her to keep her chin up. This scene gets me every time I see it. It reminds me that whenever you see someone who has been hit hard by life's troubles even the smallest gesture can be ever so helpful. Do something to lift their spirits.

Oh you have to love the whole segment when Shug returns home to the church and into her daddy's arms.

And then Nettie and Ceelie's reunion at the end always brings tears to my eyes.

What is your favorite movie or favorite genre?
I like all genres of movies. It just matters that the movie speaks to me in some way. Here's a list of a few of my favorites.

The Color Purple
The Shawshank Redemption
The Thin Red Line
The Wizard of Oz
Willy Wonka and The Chocolate Factory
Raising Arizona
The Sound of Music
Star Wars
Pulp Fiction
The Piano
Field of Dreams

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Not So Wordless Wednesday: I Think These Sampsons Want To Be Remembered!

It started in the Spring when I received a message on Facebook delivering these two wonderful faces to me.

Annie and Effie Sampson 
My 1st cousins 3x removed

Thank you again Michael Grushinski for sharing this picture and your memories of Annie and Effie Sampson with me. I remember when we spoke on the phone the description you provided of what the Sampson homeplace looked like. I created a picture of it in my head. I wondered was the likeness I had imagined close to the real thing? What a joy it was to find out a couple of days ago that the answer was yes!

It just so happens that John Green III a contributor to The Kellenberger Room blog wrote a post about Annie and Effie's father, Dave Sampson. In his piece he provided pictures, courtesy of the New Bern-Craven Public Library, of Dave and a beautiful view of the Sampson family home c. 1930.  

Here's the picture of the homeplace.

Sampson home, photo c.1930.

After I saw this picture of the house, I remembered another picture that my friend Michael had sent me. 

This picture was taken during the 1960's at the Sampson home. I think the tree in this shot is the one shown on the left side of the house in the first picture.  It looks like the house had some improvements done to it since the 1930's. It was painted white. There's a brick chimney now on the left side of the house where a window used to be. Perhaps that window was relocated to the front of the house?  That's just me guessing. Those two chairs under that tree speak to me. I wonder which one was Annie's and which was Effie's. Michael thought that the tractor in the picture belonged to Garrett Ward, a family friend. He would come by and plow their field for them.

My eyes travel back to the first picture and how I wish I could see a closeup of the faces of the people standing on the front porch. I cropped the picture and zoomed in to the area where the the two individuals are standing. I believe it's two women. At first, I thought it was Annie and Effie. Something about the stance of the woman on the left makes me think she's Annie. The woman on the right appears to be older. At least that's my guess. Her hem line is longer and her dress a looser fit. Could this be a picture of Mary Jane Mitchell Sampson. If it is, this is the only picture I've come across with my 2nd great grandmother's sister in it.

One thing I can say is that the Sampsons certainly did their part in regards to documenting their lives in pictures and in Dave Sampson's case, even in newspaper articles. These Sampsons sure do want to be remembered! :)

You can read more about Dave Sampson in these posts:

Monday, November 24, 2014

The Book Of Me: Prompt 54 --School Trips

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This week's prompt is - School Trips
Did you go on any school trips?
Where did you go?
Memories and trinkets of those special days?

I went on a number of school trips back in the day. When I attended St Pascal's Baylon school in St. Albans, NY, the annual trip to the Bronx Zoo was one of my favorites. Shucks anytime I got on a bus and I was out of the school building for a day, I was pretty darn happy. School trips usually meant me having one of my favorite lunches, peanut butter and jelly with a grape soda. The grape soda made it special. It was something my mom would only do for field trips. Anyway, the Bronx Zoo was a lot of fun. I remember one year they had a white tiger on exhibit which was a big deal. I think that was the year I had money to purchase something from the gift shop and I bought a bracelet that had a tiger on it.

Rockaways' Playland! Oh wow, now that was a good trip. They had a small kiddie roller coaster that went around in a circle. I think that was the first time I ever rode one.  My favorites from that place were a ride called the Tilt-A-Whirl and the Fun House. 

Another year we went to Bertrand's Island on Lake Hopatcong, NJ. I didn't particularly care for the park. It seemed a bit run down and it poured rain the whole time we were there. Most of the time I spent hovering under the awning of a gift shop, trying to stay dry. Perhaps if it had been sunnier the day we went, I would have had as much fun as the kids in this video.

Both of those amusement parks were torn down, I'm sad to say.

When I was in the 8th grade, my earth science class took a field trip to the Delaware Water Gap and Bushkill Falls, which I thoroughly enjoyed. My mom was a chaperon on the trip and she was totally cool about it. She never hovered over me when my friends were around. We would talk during the trip and hang out for a bit but she also knew I needed my space to have time with my friends. 

My high school's senior class took a trip to Washington, D.C. On the day we left, we had to be up and at the school at 4 am or something to board the buses. That early hour did not agree with my then teenage body but thanks again to my mom she had me all packed and up to school on time. If I remember correctly, I think the first day we visited Colonial Williamsburg and Busch Gardens. We spent the night somewhere and then the next day we spent in Washington D.C.

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Something About Me Saturday: I've Been A Clutter Bug.

I'm making some changes around my house to get more organized. I admit I have spent most of my life being a bit of a clutter bug but that's being phased out around here. I have to thank my best friend for providing me with the inspiration for this. Seeing the wonderful changes she's done in her home has definitely gotten me thinking that there is a better way to do things. The end result is that by setting up organizational systems in my house, I ultimately will have more time to do the things that I love. One of those things being genealogy of course :)

So far I've cleared out and organized the fridge and the cupboard. I used to go food shopping and then quickly come home and throw things in the fridge any which way and as a result I would lose track of what was in there. Stuff got buried or pushed further in the back that should have been rotated up front for use before spoiling. No more! Like is with like. Things that are used frequently are up front on top shelf or in the door of the fridge. Fruits and vegatables are stored in the keepers like they are supposed to. No longer are apples and oranges hidden in various plastic bags facing a long slow decay. They are washed and placed in bins where they can be seen and eaten. It's really working out well so far. Plus there's the added good feeling of when I open the refrigerator door now I see the fruits of my labor. (Pun intended.) It just plain looks nice. 

On another subject, I am enjoying some tunes I haven't listened to in a while specifically, music that helps me relax. I had forgotten how much I loved the soundtrack to the movie The Piano. The movie came out in 1993 when I was attending college. If I recall correctly, I purchased the soundtrack before I had even seen the movie. That soundtrack I would play as I was studying or doing homework. It was soothing and intoxicating at the same time. I could drift away to a far away place and yet still get my work done. I was looking for a sensory escape the other day after being around noisy children for a while and so I popped on my headphones and started listening to stuff on Youtube. Then I remembered that soundtrack. Oh what a gem. I have to remember to use tools like music to help soothe me. Just 5 minutes can make such a difference in my mood.

Here's a couple of things I've been listening to.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Not So Wordless Wednesday: Newspaper Clippings Of "The Great Fire Of New Bern"

On my post Sentimental Sunday: I Have Now Lived Longer Than My Great Grandmother Carrie, I mentioned how incredibly strong my great grandmother Carrie must have been during the tragedy of the "Great Fire of New Bern." She had just given birth to her son George Augustus Harrison on November 28, 1922. The fire took place on December 2, 1922. My great grandparents, their 5 young children, Carrie's brother Samuel David, and her mother Sarah Harris Whitney lost their home.

My great grandparents John and Carrie Harrison 
owned 10 Brown's Alley (now known as 709 Hatties Lane.)
 Arrow notes approximate location of the property.

Images are from  The New Bern Sun Journal, December 5, 1922, Tue, Page 3

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Tombstone Tuesday: Nellie Ellison Suggs --My 1st cousin 4x removed

Image courtesy of Find A Grave
Source U.S., Find A Grave Index, 1600s-Current [database on-line]. 
Provo, UT, USA: Operations, Inc., 2012. Original data: Find A Grave. Find A Grave. Memorial created by Created by: Deborah Clark
Record added: Jan 13, 2014 Find A Grave Memorial# 123367178

Stone reads as follows:  
Mrs. Nell E.
Apr. 1, 1907
Aug. 6, 1965

We Trust In God To Meet

(Her birth year was probably 1897 since she was listed on the 1900 Federal Census.
 On the census her age was noted as 3 years old and her birth month was April just like it was listed on her headstone. Nellie Ellison Suggs was buried at Rest Haven Cemetery in Wilson County, NC)

Don't you just love it when you haven't checked Find A Grave in a while and all of the sudden one of your ancestors pops up! That happened to me the other day. Nellie Ellison Suggs was my 1st cousin 4x removed. She was the daughter of Harvey Ellison Sr.(b.1861--d.1925) and Laura Harper (b.1867--d.1934) of Olds, Greene County, NC.

Image courtesy of Wikipedia.
Map of Greene County, North Carolina, United States with township and municipal boundaries.
Source:  taken from US Census website and modified by User:Ruhrfisch

Nellie's father Harvey Ellison was one of Caroline Ellison Bryant's brothers. Caroline Ellison Bryant was my 3rd great grandmother.

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Sentimental Sunday: I Have Now Lived Longer Than My Great Grandmother Carrie

Sentimental Sunday is a GeneaBloggers blogging prompt used by many geneabloggers to help them post content on their sites. All one has to do is simply create a post in which you discuss a sentimental story or memory about an ancestor or maybe even a family tradition that touches you.

I am feeling a bit sentimental as of late because I've realized that I have now lived longer than my maternal great grandmother Carrie Whitney Harrison. I've written about her before on this blog. Here are links to those posts. 

My Great Grandmother--Carrie E. Whitney Harrison

52 Ancestors: #14 -- Carrie Ethel Whitney Harrison --She Was So Tired.

Sunday's Obituary: My Great Grandmother --Carrie Ethel Whitney Harrison

I turned 42 last month. My great grandmother Carrie Harrison passed away at the young age of 41, just two months shy of her next birthday. It's hard for me to fathom that at 41 she was the mother of 13 children. 13 children! Gosh, the workload of taking care of a family that large, I can only imagine. She had to be oh so strong. A couple of months back I was reviewing through some information I had gathered about the Great Fire that took place in New Bern, NC on Dec 1, 1922.  The fire destroyed most of the homes in the African American neighborhood of the city at that time. New Bern is where my great grandparents Carrie and John T Harrison called home. 

I stopped for a moment and thought, they were already married and had children at this point. I looked back on the 1920 Federal Census to see what the household dynamic was again. 

Source Information: 1920 United States Federal Census [database on-line]. Provo, UT, USA: Operations Inc, 2010. Source Citation: Year: 1920; Census Place: New Bern Ward 4, Craven, North Carolina; Roll: T625_1293; Page: 44B; Enumeration District: 25; Image: 493.

In 1920, the household consisted of John and Carrie, three of their children, Carrie's mother and brother. Seven people living together in a small house. My grandfather Lemuel Harrison was born February 20, 1921 so that would have been eight people without a home when the fire took place in 1922.  Then I thought wait a minute...wasn't there a child born in 1922? Sure enough there was.

George Augustus Harrison was born November 28, 1922. The Great Fire of New Bern took place on December 1st. Can you imagine that?! My great grandmother Carrie had a newborn to take care of as well as 4 other young children when the family lost their home.  That's a strong woman to handle all of that!

I found this news clip from December 2, 2008 which gives a summary of what occurred on that fateful day so many years ago.
To view it click on the following link:

Friday, November 14, 2014

More Details About Thomas Harris's Election Loss

I have to send out big thanks to Lynne Crowley of the Larchmont Historical Society for finding these additional articles and sending them to me regarding my 2nd great grand uncle, Thomas Harris. These articles provide even further detail into what happened on the night Thomas lost the Republican nomination to become Receiver of Taxes in Larchmont, NY in 1903.

New York Herald, Saturday, February 28, 1903

The Sun, Saturday, February 28, 1903

The Book Of Me: Prompt 53 --Your Home Town

If you are not familiar with this wonderful project that was created by Julie Goucher of the Angler's Rest blog, please refer to this link:

This week's prompt is - Your Home Town

We all have one, perhaps it is where we were born, perhaps it where we lived for that special time in our lives, or perhaps it is where we now live.

Wherever it is, why not tell us about it.

Explain where it is, don't forget we are across the world!
What is it that makes your "place" special?
Do you feel a nice comfy emotional connection?

That which is unfamiliar becomes familiar or was it always there to begin with?

That's what came out when I started to write this post. It's the underlying theme probably of why I love my hometown. 

I have chosen to write about the area I currently live in instead of one of my childhood homes. This is the place I call home and have felt the most at home at. I felt something different when I moved here. (Okay mental calculation in head...pause. Oh dang has it been 24 years?.. sigh.) Well, I came here to go to college yes 24 years ago. Crazy how fast the time goes by. I was a month shy of my 18th birthday and on my own. I was going to get my degree and then start that high paying job I thought I had to seek out.  That changed when I breathed in the crisp fresh air of upstate NY. I mean real fresh air. I grew up downstate. My first 10 years were in Queens and then the next almost eight years on Long Island. The air quality was better on Long Island but it still wasn't this air that I breathe now. Something about that fresh air brought me a piece of clarity. I had a chance to slow down and discover who I actually was inside. I found me.

Where is my hometown?

My hometown is located in what is called the Triple Cities area. This refers to the city of Binghamton, the villages of Johnson City and Endicott.  This area was once the homeplace of Endicott Johnson Shoes, IBM, and The Hull-Grummond Cigar Company.

Now before I get too far off point here, I want to refer back to the words that I began this post with. 

That which is unfamiliar becomes familiar or was it always there to begin with?

Image courtesy of Google Maps

From the point I moved into this area, something about it felt familiar. I couldn't put my finger on what it was. It just felt right. Now that was when I was in college and before I had started researching my family history. All these years later I think I may have figured it out. 

I've found some striking similarities between my current hometown and one of my ancestral homeplaces. Here are a few examples.

My mother's paternal lineage came from the city of New Bern, NC. New Bern is located at the confluence of two rivers, the Trent and the Neuse. 

Binghamton is a city located at the confluence of two rivers too. Binghamton's two rivers are the Chenango and Susquehanna.

How about architecture?

Let's look at Binghamton.
Image courtesy of Wikipedia.
Bird's-eye view, Binghamton, New York; from a c. 1910 postcard published by the Paul C. Koeber Company, New York City and Kirchheim, Germany. 

Now, New Bern.
Bird's eye view showing Neuse River in distance, New Bern, NC. c.1910

Binghamton again.
Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons. Original uploader was Dcamin at en.wikipedia.
Binghamton's Security Mutual Building

New Bern
Postcard view of Elks Temple corner of Middle and Pollock

Image courtesy of Google Maps

A view of Lincoln Ave on Binghamton's west side. 
I used to live on this block. 

New Bern
Middle St. Residence Section New Bern, NC.

Maybe there's something to this?  I don't know. 

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Not So Wordless Wednesday: Some Of The Things Thomas Harris Probably Saw

These three postcard views show places where my 2nd great grand uncle, Thomas Harris, probably visited during his lifetime. I like collecting postcards. It's a chance for me to see things through the eyes of my ancestors.

If you missed my prior posts regarding Thomas Harris who was born in Wilmington, NC but settled in Larchmont, NY, please take a look at these links:

Thomas Harris's Ambition Takes Him To Larchmont, NY --Part one

Thomas Harris's Ambition Takes Him To Larchmont, NY --Part two

52 Ancestors: More Mentions Of Thomas Harris In Newspapers.

Good news. A fellow researcher sent me more newspaper articles on Thomas Harris. :)  I'll be sharing more about that tomorrow.  All I can say is that this ancestor of mine certainly did his part in making sure his name would be found! LOL.

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Friday, November 7, 2014

The Book Of Me: Prompt 52 --Inherited Items

If you are not familiar with this wonderful project that was created by Julie Goucher of the Angler's Rest blog, please refer to this link:

This week's prompt is - Inherited Items

There is something very special about inheriting an item from a family member. It doesn't have to be the riches, in terms of monetary value, or in the finest condition. Sometimes, just knowing that an item has stood the test of time in whatever shape it is now, is enough.

That link between the past, present and future as you in turn pass it along.

This week share those thoughts, memories and pictures. Lets having a trip down memory lane as with the passing along of each item there is always memories attached.

I've shared this post before on this blog but it seems appropriate for this blog prompt so I'm going to share it again.

These Artifacts Are My Time Machines

"The Hands"  I inherited from my maternal grandmother Mary Horton
When my grandmother, Mary Horton, passed away my mother
 asked me, "What would you like from her house?"
I told her, "The Hands."

I am sure that some of you out there who read my blog probably can relate to this. I have items around my house that I have inherited from family members who have passed away. They are my little time machines. When I look at them, in my mind I can travel back to a specific place. I can see the layout of a room come back as clear as day. These hands were always part of my childhood memories of visits to my maternal grandmother's house. They sat on the ledge of the upright piano that stood in her living room. They were placed toward the right side of that ledge and just to the right of that was the thermostat dial on the wall. This is my reference point for rebuilding in my head the rest of the room. Suddenly, it is all there. There's the sound of the parkway outside (My grandmother's house was on a service road.) Her house feels stuffy. It's just a little too warm and humid. I see the coffee table with the set of Encyclopedia Britannica on the shelf below. The crystal candy dish appears with it's delicious contents inside. I can see the light blue recliners by the windows, the couch placed perfectly centered along the mirrored side wall.  I see my grandmother in her favorite blue house dress smiling, waiting for her kiss from her grandchildren. Ahh...It's all there. 

Mom and me at my maternal grandmother's house.
In the background on the right you can see the base of "The Hands" statue. 

"The Cats"

Oh how I miss the days of after school going over to my paternal grandparents house in Hollis, NY. These cats take me back there when I look at them. They used to rest on the mantle in the living room, overseeing whatever day to day activities occurred. They were always watching. I see the fireplace and my eyes continue downward. There's that seashell shaped ceramic vase on the floor. Next to that the crochet poodle craft that I think one of my grandmother's friend's made back in the 70's.  Then I see the glass coffee table, the slip-covered royal blue upholstered chairs, and the light green couch. I see my grandmother meticulously vacuuming the blue carpeting to achieve the perfect vacuum wave pattern. I smell the scent of freshly baked rolls coming from the kitchen. I see granddaddy sitting at the kitchen table with dog underfoot, having a cup of tea with lemon and a slice of Sarah Lee pound cake. 

My paternal grandmother Ethel Murrell and my aunt Janice Murrell
Part of one of the cats can be seen on the mantle behind my aunt.

**This post was first featured on this blog on June 3, 2012 and later reposted on March 5, 2013.

The Book Of Me: Prompt 51 --Your First Home

Image courtesy of Google Maps
20 College St, Binghamton, NY

If you are not familiar with this wonderful project that was created by Julie Goucher of the Angler's Rest blog, please refer to this link:

This week's prompt is - Your First Home

This can be either or a combination of any of the following
Your parent's home - the first home you can probably remember
A home away from home - perhaps collage
Your first big purchase
The first home with the love of your life and perhaps your descendants
Perhaps talk of the excitement, stress and emotional attachments to locations
Was your home in your family for lots of years, was it an old house or a new build?
Can you visualise the rooms, or have photos?

I've decided for this prompt to write about my first home that I lived in on my own. No roommates just me. The place was special to me because it was the first time I could take charge and make all the decorating decisions myself.  For my first two apartments after college, I had roommates. Two in the first and one in the second. Our bedroom furniture would be our own but for the rest of the apartments we just kind a pooled together furnishings.  This time around my place would have a singular vision and I enjoyed making it it my own.

If I remember correctly I moved to 20 College St. in August 1996 and lived there for approximately one year. The apartment I rented was on the 2nd floor. The entrance to the apartment is the door with the "For Rent" sign on it in the picture shown above. There were two apartments in the house. The first floor unit I think had two bedrooms in it. Mine was a one bedroom with a small eat in kitchen and a single bath. It was the perfect size for a single girl. Well, I wasn't exactly single. I was dating my husband who was my boyfriend at that time.

I was working in retail so I didn't have a ton of money then. I still wanted to make the place look special. I went to second hand furniture stores and found some good deals. My kitchen set was a table and two chairs, vintage from the late 50's or early 60's. It was in fantastic shape. I think I purchased it for $45 if I remember correctly. It fit perfectly in the kitchen area which was very narrow. I remember hanging blinds in that apartment without a power drill. I spent so much time slowly hand twisting those screws with a Phillips head screwdriver into the walls. Never again. I keep tools now in my house. I understand their importance.  

My splurge for that place was that I bought three pieces from Pier 1 Imports, a wicker couch, a coffee table and a side table. These were all for the living room area. I wish I had a picture of that place. Perhaps there is one in my mother's collection. I will have to check in with her to see. My accent colors were pink and green and were to tie into a romantic poster I had purchased to be the focal point of the room. I don't have that poster anymore, but here's what it looked like.

Image courtesy of Wikipedia

Oh yes, I was definitely in love at the time. (smile) Oh and now I remember I had another framed poster in my bedroom that was another one of Leighton's works. 

Image courtesy of Wikipedia

Let's go back to the living area now. I had "The Painter's Honeymoon" poster centered above the the wicker couch. The side table was on the left with a lamp that I had purchased "As Is" (had a tiny rip in shade) from the Bombay Company. I worked for the Bombay Company for a couple of years and during that time I had purchased little accessories that I finally had the opportunity to display. I had a glass floor vase with a spray of flowers that was tucked behind the couch. There was a green marble top plant stand that I put an African vase that my then boyfriend/now husband Tom had given me I think as a birthday gift. For extra seating, I had a small futon that I purchased at a garage sale. It just needed a new black futon cover and Voila! It tied into everything perfectly. There was a mid century modern chair that I fell in love with that I bought at a local store called America's Attic. I still have it but it's buried in my basement under some stuff. I am going to take a moment and see if it is reachable and if it is I'm going to take a picture. 

After a bit of digging, here it is.

Unfortunately, we had a couple of desk lamps sitting on the cushion that left impressions in the seat but other than that it still is in pretty good shape. I don't know why I still have it. Maybe I'm just not ready to let it go yet.

On another wall in the living area I had a bookcase and above it I had hanging this charcoal drawing I purchased at auction for $35. 

"Black women in rain --South Africa" by G. Ndaba

Still have this one. It hangs in our dining room now. On another wall I had a tiny TV, which I could watch the 3 local channels I could get reception for. I didn't have cable. Didn't have the money for it and I wasn't home enough for it to really matter. The TV rested on one of three white closet stackers I had standing side by side. Those worked perfectly as a TV stand and display case for knickknacks. Oh and I can't forget my snake Ernie. Yes I used to have pet corn snakes.  You can read more about that in my post, Something About Me Saturday: Psst...I Have A Secret. Ernie's tank I had sitting on 4 black crates that were off toward the other side of my living room couch.

My bedroom was pretty straightforward. I had my bed, night stand and dresser. I spent more time in the living area and kitchen so the furnishings in bedroom weren't as important to me. I had a pretty impressionist poster hanging on the wall next to the room's only window. The poster was a view out an open window looking at a lush green tree outside. I wish I remembered who the artist was on that one. I would find myself daydreaming on many occasion when I stared at that picture.

Oh yeah, I almost forgot another cool thing about the apartment. Now remember I was on the second floor so this was kind of interesting. In the kitchen there was a door to nowhere. Well not exactly it opened to the outside but the only thing on the other side was the roof to the first floor apartment. Not a flat roof either but I remember the landlord saying that previous tenants would sometimes lay out on a nice day to catch some rays on that roof. For me it wasn't my thing to go lay out on the roof of someone's house but to each his own right?! I did enjoy opening the inner door and leaving the screen door closed to get some extra fresh air in the space. 
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