Journal Camp, Day 6

Relics in the Attic

There was an apartment in my grandmother’s house where an attic would have been. Up the staircase, there was a kitchenette, living room, bathroom with a clawfoot tub,  closet, bedroom, and screened porch. It was only used as often as we visited, arriving in a station wagon loaded with kids, luggage, and the detritus of a small tribe. The apartment smelled of dust and mothballs. It seemed enchanted somehow, a miniature house.  We had never seen an apartment and it held a special charm to me. The living room was by far the largest space, with an overstuffed sofa, braid rug, ancient radio cabinet that might have broadcast reports from a faraway war, a window that overlooked the backyard garden and Italian plum tree. When we descended after five hours on the road, children scattered like marbles on a linoleum floor. We touched every room at once: kitchen, pantry, back yard, cellar, upstairs apartment. We slept everywhere too, sofas made into bed with sheets and chenille spreads, screened porch and sleeping bags. Family legend maintains that my parents lived in the apartment their first year of marriage: playing house in an attic filled with relics of austerity.

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six word story no. 180

Goose and gander didn’t share sauce.

Julia Child
Please credit Paul Child, courtesy of Alfred A. Knopf

Brought to you with port wine cherry sauce, by Journaling as Sacred Practice: An Act of Extreme Bravery. Available now on Amazon.

six word story no. 179

There would be no more do-overs.

Brought to you with heart, courage, and a little dog too, by Journaling as Sacred Practice: An Act of Extreme Bravery. Available now on Amazon.

six word story no. 177

Madness with a jolt of irony.

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six word story no. 171

She owned DeMille at a glance.

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six word story no. 157

There were disturbing examples of censorship.

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