My younger sister came to visit Nana and Paco recently. She was excited to give Nana a special gift.
Under the wrapping paper and green ribbon was a box holding Nana’s father’s pocketwatch!
Her father had worked for the railroad and had used the watch to keep to the schedule when he was foreman of the maintenance crew. When I was growing up, I remember that he always carried it attached with a thick gold chain. He would wind it every day and it kept excellent time.
When he passed away in the early ’70s, I had hoped that my grandmother would keep the watch or give it to my mother, but she gave it to my uncle who lived out of state. I never expected to see the watch again.
My uncle passed away a number of years ago and my sister contacted our cousin to see if he still had the watch. He did and immediately sent it to her.
She brought it to an expert in antique watches who cleaned it and got it running again. He said it was in excellent shape for a watch of that vintage.
I’m so grateful to my cousin and my sister that her father’s watch has come home to Nana, its thick gold chain linking the generations together.
what a wonderful surprise – interesting how things have a way of finding their way to exactly where they belong –
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Yes! ❤
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Trust the timing! 😉 I hope Nana was pleased.
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She was! And someday I will read your book which I have owned for months but which is sadly buried among many other things that I hope to read.
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I understand. I had quite a stack of books, some I’ve even started. 🙂
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I’m glad I’m not the only one. Just not sure what year I will begin to make a dent in my stash.
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When I’m dealing with a lot of challenges, I pick something light, easy, or hopeful.
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By the time I make it through the day, I don’t have brain power to concentrate on reading. I only seem able to do mindless things.
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I understand. Your brain needs to relax. ❤
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What a wonderful surprise gift. Railroad watches embody another era, full of backstory and romance. This one does it to the max.
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I remember as a child watching Grandpa pull out his watch to check the time. So much more evocative than glancing at a wristwatch. There were two chains with the watch and I immediately knew which one had been Grandpa’s because I remember it looped out of his pocket.
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