By: Jim Fitzpatrick

Local Farmer in Polkton Township writes for the Coopersville Observer.

Along Brandy Creek

By Jim Fitzpatrick


The Coopersville Observer  Oct 3, 2005- - No. 59

There is an appeal to old things that doesn't come with something that is new. The sturdy wooden chair, now at the desk in the hallway, had remained out in the shed covered with dust for years. A cousin brought it out from town after cleaning out her garage. She said that her mother had given it to her after getting it from a neighbor that was moving on. It was old even then. A simple blue cushion with ties has been added at some point. The finish is worn smooth across the back by hands. It's newness has long been left behind, along with all the folks that have put it to good use.


When sitting at the hallway desk, it is more than simply an old wooden chair that makes you feel comfortable. It is a collection of stories, right there beneath you. Quietly, creaks and groans tell old tales long forgotten. There is a sense of the remnants of those who came to sit, clues that frame the new owners thoughts of time slipping by in the lives of others. The reminiscing becomes especially strong when the past owner was a relative, or someone special to our life.

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