Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Is it a southern thing, or does everyone have a jar or can of bacon grease?
Casey asked "Mom, why do you keep bacon grease?" My answer, "Beause I need it?"
I started thinking about the little things we pick up from other generations, like keeping bacon grease. I know Mom has a jar...well, I think she has a pretty can to keep it in, and I know my grandmother's kept it. It's one of those kitchen essentials...kind of like an iron skillet. It's one of the first things I started keeping when I first had my own home. It's a tradition...handed down from generation to generation.
So many things are passed down to younger generations...like how to fold towels. I always remember Mom folding them in thirds, so I do, too. Why does it bug me when they aren't folded in thirds? I guess it's just one of those things that is ingrained into my personality. (I wish I had that neat-freak gene like Mom)
There is another trait that has been bequeathed to me from older generations, faith. I hope I continue to to learn from Mom, and from my grandmothers....lessons in faith. Always rely on God in any situation. I can still hear my Mama (pronounced mammaw...it's southern word for grandma :) Hopper's words, "Honey, God won't put on you more than you can handle." She lived that every day of her life. She was injured in a car accident in 1940 and was not able to walk after that. She was always full of life, and so much fun, and she would make us doll clothes and sew them onto the doll because she did not like to see naked baby dolls! She had every right to feel sorry for herself, but she didn't, and she never complained. I still miss her and would love for her to have know both my boys, she thought Casey was something special.
Oh, and just a little poll, do you keep bacon grease? I'd love to know....just because I like to know about strange things like that.