Wednesday, December 17, 2008

1957


Fifty one years ago, my husband's mother and father left Ireland with their two children. They left several boxes of belongings behind in a relative's attic. The boxes were repacked sometime in the Seventies and moved twice.


Earlier this month, we got to explore those boxes.


Among other things, we found several toys, which we brought back to the States with us, to return to their original owner.


6 comments:

The Clarks said...

That is wonderful. What a fantastic story. My dad's family is from Ireland and he and my mom have been once. It's my dream to be able to go.

Robin said...

That must have been so much fun going through the boxes :)

Taryn Day said...

Susan, I love that dog very much.

Anonymous said...

Oh Taryn, if anyone gets the dog besides my sister, it's me! Sorry, but that's just how it's gotta be!
But if I do get him, you can visit him!

gerry...

Cheetah Velour said...

What a great story!

I'm happy that the toys will be reunited with their owner. :)

Elizabeth said...

Wow, it must have been like opening a time capsule. I love the toys - especially the telephone.