COME ROCK WITH US

1910 Hickory Rocking Chair
1920 Rocking Chair
1930 Rocking Chair

1950 Rocking Chair
1970 Rocking Chair
1990 Rocking Chair

The Subject is Rocking Chairs….

Think about it, did you have one in your house? Did you rock your kids? Do you have a rocker NOW? Does anyone sit in it? How about you?

Do any of the pictures help you remember?

In the mid forties, Mother and Daddy remodeled a house which they had purchased from Olaf Opseth in Rosewood. After the house was finished, they bought furniture. Included in the furniture was an overstuffed rocker. It was rose colored.

It occurred to me that when my grandparents came to be caretakers of Greg and I that another rocker appeared. Was this her rocker? Did she take it from her home because it was her chair? Regardless of the origin, it was the chair that she sat in to crochet. It was the place I would find her crocheting and crawl into her nap. It would be the perfect image of a safety zone for decades. Her lap had all the comforts a child could wish for:

Lap

The aroma of fresh bread

Humming

Movement

Snoozing sounds

Rachel and I rocked for hours in her grandparent's glider. Bud would be soothed in a rocker which matched the sofa and Ryen would be rocked in a big, overstuffed leather chair.

Jaeme, the next generation, had her lullabies in a glider.

Are the three rocking chairs we have in the house symbolic of years gone by? Or are they the best for company? Are we offering a message of comfort to visitors? (Except of course when a big guy went back too far and dislocated a spring in the chair!--We moved the huge rocker in for him to sit in for the rest of the week long visit). Repairing the chair took just a minute to fix.

Come, sit, and let us offer you the comfort of a rocking chair.

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