I have written before about the Lost and Found game that I have been playing, as I go about sifting through the many drawers and boxes and hiding places in our old house. Yesterday I came across a gold watch that my father wore only for the dress up occasion. The band barely used, but the front inside crystal dirty. Wondering how that came to be will probably always be in my mind. I do remember my dad strapping on that watch when we could go on trips or on weekends when he would go out somewhere special.
It made me wonder how old it was so I tried to find it on-line. No luck so far but some very similar to it. I wound the thing up and away it went. It kept time and was even fast. Having to wind it reminded me of the old days when we used to do that as a routine thing every day. It was a habit we had like brushing teeth or setting an alarm clock. Now we turn on the computer and check e mails and never think about our watch because it just ticks along with its battery intact. As I go through the multitudes of boxes and drawers of life in this old house, memories flood back and the sounds of voices and laughter echo in my ears. Soon I will leave it behind and move on to another place in life, but I will be sure to take some of the treasures I have found along with me. Mom and Dad back in the 50’s. Wonder if he is wearing the watch?