{"id":7310,"date":"2020-11-21T14:31:52","date_gmt":"2020-11-21T22:31:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/storymind.com\/melanie\/?p=7310"},"modified":"2020-11-21T15:07:40","modified_gmt":"2020-11-21T23:07:40","slug":"the-green-of-ages","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/storymind.com\/melanie\/the-green-of-ages\/","title":{"rendered":"The Green of Ages"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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I grew up in the house I’m living in right now. In those days, back in the 1950s, the exterior walls were a crisp, clean white, and the trim was a deep forest green (or perhaps a tiny bit more yellow than that).<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Later, it was all covered up with pink aluminum siding in the 1960s. Even later than that, my son, Keith, took off all the siding single-handedly (HUGE job), and then I paid for some painters to repaint the white walls which were still beneath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Now, that light blue paint is peeling, so Teresa is chipping it off by hand with a putty knife, my grandfather’s old wire brush, and lastly blasting it with the pressure nozzle on the hose because the original paint has become all chalky – it was probably the original paint from when the house was built in 1941!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As you can see, there’s some history in this endeavor. While removing the blue paint, Teresa discovered that a few small patches of the original green trim were still on the metal vent at the peak of the old garage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I hadn’t see that color since it was all covered up with the siding. All the pictures I have from that era are in black and white, but even though I left this house when I was seven, the green so impressed me at that age that I’ve always yearned to see it again and match it to my memory.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So, today, I finally made my way up the ladder and took a few pictures of those few remaining patches. Most are scraped away, but one small patch looks like an accidental brush stroke that still has the color almost as vibrant as I recall it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I offer it to you here – colorizing my memory once again to the point I can vividly recall the green wooden screen door on the back of the house – removed so many years ago. And now, as I write this from my recliner couch in the patio that is attached to the back of the house so that this whole part of the backyard is now enclosed, I can embrace that memory once more of the splendid green door on the bright, new white house with the green trim.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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