It’s A Crock!


Most of these are my Grandma Dykstra’s pottery, although some were my Mom’s, I think.  The Murdo Elevator gift crock was from my home town.  Its owners lived next door to us and the granddaughter of its founder was Patty Peck, my sister’s best friend.  I wrote a poem about us all ( sister Patti, Patty Peck, my friend Patty Martin and I) all floating in my pool on my queen-sized airbed mattress the year I moved to Mexico 14 years ago.  It’s posted somewhere on this blog. There are also a number of poems about my grandmother, my mother and my home town, Murdo, South Dakota.  If I’ve tagged them well enough, you should be able to find them.

All of this crockery now resides atop my kitchen shelves in Mexico, mixed in with precolumbian replicas and other crockery found in a trip to the Pyrenees long before I moved to Mexico, pieces from Africa and antique wooden implements from Lombok, an island off the coast of Bali. This is my memory shelf, for sure.

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