Sunday, February 3, 2013

Reconstructing memories . . . Part 2



We found it! Ever since my first post about Caleb, I've been hoping to find a couple of things. . . the list of ping pong terms he made up and a picture of him toasting a marshmallow over a candle at my kitchen table.
The other day my daughter, Christy, and I were talking and I asked her if she had any idea where that particular picture was and I told her I still hadn't found the paper that had the terms written on it.
About the paper she said, "I'm picturing it in a book of rules." and a light bulb went on in my head. I looked up on a shelf right behind where she was sitting, where I had several rule books for pool and billiards, thinking I might see one with rules for ping pong. No luck. Then, Christy said, "It seems like it had rules to a whole bunch of games." Then (hear the choir of angels singing) I saw it--just Games. And even from where we were standing, looking up, we could see a little piece of paper sticking out of the top of that book. I pulled it off the shelf and THERE IT WAS! Marking the place where the rules for ping pong were in the book
Just in case you can't read this;
Googley--Backward hit
Drooble--Hits top of net and dribbles over other side
Gump--Big Gump style forehand
Epigon--Hits edge of table, falls off

You may be wondering why it was so important to me to find this. And I don't know if any explanation I can offer will really help you understand. I guess it represents for me a time that Caleb was with me, and we had a lot of fun together. I wish I had a picture of the ping pong table with the frame that he built. It was really a masterpiece. I hope I come across one as I go through all my pictures.
       As for the picture I asked Christy about, she knew where that was, too. She had used it in a collage she put together for her Spanish class. She went right to the box of pictures she has in her closet and pulled it out.



He wanted s'mores. You can see the rest of the elements on his plate. We have an electric stove, so he had to toast the marshmallow over a candle. Christy remembers that it was a peach candle . . .

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