Posts Tagged "Cedar Chest"

And Now You Know

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And Now You Know

After being married to my soulmate, Frank, for twenty-nine years, on January 30, 1997, I suddenly became a widow. At the time of Frank’s sudden death, we owned and operated a Florist together in Bay City, Texas, and Frank also worked full time for Phillips 66 Refinery in Old Ocean, Texas. Frank and I lived in Sweeny, Texas, which is located about twenty-two miles from Bay City. Even though loving owning the florist and designing flowers, in the Summer of 1998, I decided to sale the florist, which would allow me to be closer to our home. Two weeks after selling the Florist, I was contacted...

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The Cedar Chest

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The Cedar Chest

I am a unique, cedar chest.  My purpose is to keep priceless treasures safe and secure. Although other woods may grace my outside, inside, cedarwood lines my inner walls, bottom and lid.  Cedarwood is a natural preservative which protects by deterring moths and other insects. In 1964, a young woman became my new owner. She refinished my exterior, changing the color to an antique blue, and I became her hope chest. The young woman would always keep me against the footboard of her bed.  Periodically, my lid opened, and unique treasures were placed inside my cedar walls.  Happiness was all...

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My Name is Cedar Chest

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My Name is Cedar Chest

Cedar Chest is the name given to me by my crafter, although there are many different names that I might have had. Some of the words people say when referring to me are Hope Chest, Dowry Chest, Trousseau Chest, Glory Box, or Bottom Drawer.  Thinking it depends on once crafted, where and who one ends up with as to what name given. Of course, it does not matter what name a chest has because it does not change the job that it was crafted to do.  Speaking of being crafted, I do not know the person who did that.  My first memory feeling is that of being gently rubbed with something soft, which had...

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What Is Happening?

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What Is Happening?

Not sure why there is a new light, then repeated darkness that comes into this home. When it first gets light, there are a lot of sounds and movement going on in the house.  The boys seem to be the ones moving quickly and being the loudest. Other than laughing and singing my young woman is reasonably quiet. Daddy and Mom have to tell those boys to settle down all of the time. Although after a little while, the house becomes quiet, and for a long time, no voices are heard, but then suddenly like before, all the different noises return.  Usually, the sounds and noise stop once the house...

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