Welcome to another week of Throwback Thursday Stories. Each week we take a few minutes to tell the stories behind our old photos. It is fun and its a great way to document some of those stories that currently only exist in our memories.
Each late spring/early summer my mom would have a massive garage sale. I don’t remember any summers where they didn’t happen. It was a great learning experience for me as a kid. I learned the importance of decluttering, the value of my own money (we got to keep the money we earned) and how to negotiate.
While Mom would host the garage sale, my sister and I would have a lemonade stand. This is a photo of our very first lemonade stand in 1989. I’m in the yellow chair and Melissa is in the green chair.
You can’t read the sign, but I am sure it says Lemonade 25 cents.
- You can see how carefully I am doing it. I love that my sister is helping by holding the glass.
- The orange Tupperware pitcher that we used for most of my childhood and that dixie cup dispenser, which was likely from the bathroom.
- My sister and I have our hair done and barrettes in. My mom was a hairdresser and we always had perfect hair.
- My bare feet. I have always preferred to have bare feet over wearing shoes.
- The people waiting patiently.
- The memory of those chairs – the scratchiness of the green and white one and the smooth plastic on the yellow one.
- The wood card table, which was probably my great-grandmother’s. (After my parents were married, they bought her old house from my grandparents. I think that is so cool that I lived in the same house that my great-grandparents lived in.)
It’s funny to me how the simplest pictures bring back a flood of memories. This lemonade stand picture did that for me because my mom simply wrote next to it, first lemonade stand.
This picture shows the first of so many lemonade stands. What a treasure. I’m so thankful that my Mom, amidst the busyness of the garage sale, grabbed her small long slim black camera to take this photo.
And now, I never ever pass a lemonade stand without stopping, and I always give a little extra money. I remember that feeling. I remember the anticiaption when a car would pull up. Would they stop? And when they would give a dollar and say keep the change?! It was. the. best.
Did you have lemonade stands growing up? Do your kids do them now?
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