Miami County Museum, Indiana

Raining this morning, time to see this Museum before leaving, going to Kentucky and on to Alabama and then back to Virginia.

This clock immediately caught my attention from all the others in their antique clock room. This one ~ Ah HA ~ I could see my grandfather putting a key in the face to wind it up ~saying that was one of his Sunday morning rituals.

The full shot of the dresser stopped me cold~ I know there were more than the one that belonged to my Granny Richards, but this was just too much of a heart stopper for me to think it wasn't hers.

In my mind's eye, I could see it in her bedroom along with a very high four poster bed plus more marble top furniture. It was elegant. White lace window dressings added her delicate touch.

She had fine furniture, all marble tops which she kept fancy dollies, not junked up as seen in this museum piece.

I always wondered where all her furniture was, but I just know in my heart, it was sold to someone who brought it all there.

The pump organ, I sat and made sounds as a little girl. My cousin Clara and I would take turns pumping, while the other played on the keys, as we were too little to sit on the stool and reach the pump peddles at the same time.

The My Aunt Audie could play her Mandolin like an angle. She taught me "You Are My Sunshine" to sing as she played. I was barely three so she had a show. Everyone would be happy and clap.

I long for these things to be the ones of my memory. I know they are somewhere...and I believe I found them.


The Old Victrola~ it sat in my Granny's hallway.

My Granny had such a fine house. She would put a record on to play for us. The last time I had her to myself was when I was 6 years old.

She died in I was eight. She was the most beloved person in the world to me. She was warm, sweet, loving and all good things. It's amazing how much I remember of my time with her.

The Buggy below sealed my hunch. These things were from my Grandmother's house.

Remember back in my blog about Amanda~ and her black buggy? The site of this buggy leaves no doubt in my mind ~ I was looking at my own history.

If you haven't read that blog....it is Amanda, My Great, Great Grandmother from Virginia story. At the top you will see a black buggy moving.





There were nice coaches uses in 1800's in Indiana~in the museum as well...

The mail man's vehicle.

They were really fancy and the best way to travel before cars.

And of course, Cole Porter came along to put their little town on the Map~

And, of course, he brought home a wonderful, black, shinny car of style~ Cadillac, of course.

Remember white wall tires? What a beauty~~!!!

Cole Porter's Birthplace Now a B & B

We are still reading my Travel Journal and will go back to Peru, Indiana. When there last September, we discovered the picturesque home of Cole Porter.

WHAT? Way out here?

Where did I imagine a talent would emerge? Now, being here, one can understand how his creativity could grow and be inspired by the surrounding clam.

The next house is the ouse he built for his Mother.


An "Old Fashioned Garden"

From the other side of the Wabash river we saw an amazing sight. These perfect columns were cut by the river.

In the residentual section of Peru we found the his birthplace. It opened to the public as a B&B only two weeks before we were there this year.

I LOVE B&B's with style...and they all have a story to tell.

They have his cradle... and much more.

Decorated in his memory~

Music, music, music everywhere~

Look at the bathroom...this could be a photo of the bathroom in the house where I grew up.

I LOVE his dash....his panache, his flare.


Of course, being a grandmother of 8, I notice no evidence of children that would have torn the place down and driven him nuts.
Know what I mean?

A cafe in town was a natural place for perfect lunch.

Look at the creative Cole Porter Sont Titles on menu ~ Remember any of these?

I had the "Kise Me Kate on Wheat."

Delicious! Have to say it was a very interesting small town, USA.

The Miami County Museum on their Main Street was worth my time. Will go there next blog.