Monday, July 19, 2021
When the Fallon’s moved into the house next to us we had no idea how very blessed we had become.
Memories……
Mr. Fallon shoveling a path in the snow from our house to their house so Sheila and I had a quick way to get to each others house, especially for when Mr. Fallon was taking us to school everyday.
Making snow ice cream! Yum! Making homemade ice cream with the ice cream maker, turning that handles over and over.
When they would go camping at Findley State Park, inviting us there for dinner and then making those “hot pockets” over the campfire.
Mr. Fallon taking my Father on one of those fishing trips up in Canada.
Mr. Fallon’s famous garden! I think that almost all of the neighbors on Oakdale ate something from his garden. From that garden I was introduced to string beans, “stringing a bean?” what the heck? It certainly did turn into a night of fun and good conversation.
If an item was needed, we did not run to the store to get it, we went over to the Fallon’s to “borrow” it.
That was when neighbors were truly neighbors and we had the best!
Mr. Fallon you may be gone from this realm but you will never be forgotten.
Thanks for the memories.. You were certainly loved
