If you haven’t seen my mom’s comment under Pearl June Finke, check it out. She just added it today.
It surprises me how many of my memories revolve around Grandma and Grandpa Finke’s house in Hamburg. I remember the small room upstairs that we used as a playroom. I remember the big black safe on the landing on the steps. I remember the ticking clock with the glowing hands and the green lava lamp and exactly where the china cabinet was, because I heard the story many times about how my sister broke the glass with a wagon.
I remember the piano that had the (real?) ivory keys. I remember the playground between their house and the fire station and especially the teeter-totter. I remember walking to the post office to get the mail and passing Buck “Rock N Roll” Zumhofe
’s house or visiting Uncle Martin and Aunt Tina and Uncle Martin’s bait shop. I remember walking to the little store and getting candy.
I remember walking down to the park and seeing the ducks. The lilac bush (bushes?) in the yard were really pretty. The ground cherries that fell on the driveway…
When Grandma and Grandpa had parties in the house the kids would gather in the porch on the side of the house between the garage and the kitchen. And I remember seeing glass bottles of Bubble Up and Sunkist orange. I remember in that porch was the desk with the folding top. In the kitchen was that little green TV. When you walked through the kitchen Grandma and Grandpa’s bedroom was on the right and the basement door on the left. I was so scared to go in the basement, but I do remember going in there once or twice. Did they have a dog down there I was afraid of? I don’t remember why I was so scared of it. I’m pretty sure the bathroom on the right next to the bedroom but I don’t remember it.
Then there was the living room and if you walked through the living room there was an extension of the living room on the right where the piano was. You could go upstairs from the living room, the stairs went up a few steps and then turned. Once you got to the top of the steps the bathroom was on the right with the claw foot tub. Then there was the other little room and then the two bedrooms. I think there was an attic above that as well, but you had to use a ladder to go through the hole in the season to get to it.
Wow, the more I think about it, the more memories keep flooding back. Kay and I getting Strawberry Shortcake sleeping bags, pick-up sticks, cooties without enough legs, carpet in the kitchen, flowers all around the house, a garden and then sadness at the lack of a garden. The floor was squeaky in the kitchen. Taking a “schlook” from Grandpa’s drink and not enjoying his beverage of choice, which I think was Schmidt beer.
What are your memories of Grandma and Grandpa’s house?
This is what the house looks like now. I remember it a little differently, but it is the best picture I could find.