Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Basket

 
When I was growing up my dad, Ronnie Powell, seemed a bit accident prone. I remember a tractor crank disengaging--slicing his head open. Then there was the tree falling accident that grazed his head, nearly killing him as my brother and I looked on. He was bitten by more snakes that I could have counted.   
As a little boy, my dad fell out of a moving car and fell on the porch steps losing his voice, for a long time. As a young boy, he became very ill and was given a little basket (see photo above) filled with goodies to cheer him up. I  believe that was 1940.
I am now the basket's guardian.
 
 
 
 
My dad today.

15 comments:

Hilary Melton-Butcher said...

Hi Teresa .. lovely photos and gosh your father was accident prone - and so glad he's still with you .. lovely having your parents around.

Cheers Hilary

JoJo said...

I'm glad you still have the basket. My dad had his fair share of close calls too!

Pat Hatt said...

Accidents must have just seemed to find him. Bet he was happy with the goodies is the basket

Dana said...

Wonderful photos! I think some people are just more accident-prone than others. It's wonderful that you have the basket!

melaniegobledvm said...

Oh, goodness, now I have to worry about someone writing about all of my feats of clumsiness in the future! Sadly, I never got a basket of goodies with my "special skills."

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Your dad was one tough hombre!

Sharon Himsl said...

Teresa, Your dad was phenomenal! I love the things we collect and the stories they tell.
Shells–Tales–Sails

Laura Marcella said...

Hi, Teresa. Awww, look at your dad! It's wonderful your still have that lovely basket.

Happy A to Z-ing! from Laura Marcella @ Wavy Lines

Mary Hill said...

Hi, such a lovely story of a simply made item that brought cheer and hope.

thanks for sharing. :)

Mary-andering Creatively

Mary-andering Among the Pages

Laura Clipson said...

Wow, that is accident prone. It's lovely that you are now keeper of the basket :)

sdk_2010 said...

Nice story. I'm returning your visit to Smurfin' The Web. Thanks for stopping by and happy A-Zing

Lisa Moles said...

My B was basket as well...not a basket with the history of your dad's basket. A basket of my mom's with a mind of it's own! Enjoyed your post. Thanks

Prudence said...

Very glad that you're the basket's keeper, and that your dad is still with us!

sydneyaaliyah.com said...

I can related to your dad. I was alway falling off of and fall through stuff as a kid. I have scars to keep the memories alive. haha

Lisa said...

So glad your dad made it through all those accidents! Sounds like he was adventuresome too... Wonder if he built up immunities to the snake venom!