Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Winter Barn

Looking at this barn in the snow yesterday, I was reminded of our Skeleton Club growing up. That room off to the left would have been a great place for our clandestine meetings, instead of our cellar. Did you and your friends have a 'club' back then? Did it have a name? Funny story. Elenka, her sister and the kid next door were charter members of the Tackiacki Club on N. Beverwyck Road. Cripes! They did us one better. They actually had a club song, sung to the tune of Taps. A couple of weeks ago, at her father's service, when the bugler sounded Taps, Elenka smiled deep inside and wanted to gently elbow her sister. No words needed to be exchanged. On this sad day, the memories of childhood brought a smile to her face.
"Day is done,
Kaputted the Sun,
From the balls, the bats and the bars,
All is well,
Things are swell
At the Tackiacki Club"

 Happy Birthday wishing going out to my brother, Marchin, a charter member of the Skeleton Club of Stevens Avenue..
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22 comments:

  1. Stefan JanssonMarch 5, 2013 at 6:00 AM

    I was in a bad club for a while. We stole bicycles. Not sure why as we never used them. Used to hang out at the leaders old shed. We were twelve years old. It stopped when I guy we all knew saw as walk away with his bike. The police arrived ant that ended my career as a pre-teen criminal.

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  2. brattcatMarch 5, 2013 at 7:04 AM

    beautiful post today, birdman. thanks. i grew up in the city. the girls on the block, all about the same age, flew in and out of each other's homes, often lighting down in the rec room/basement, often a whole flock of us at once, interacting as most kids did when they gathered without direct parental supervision, but we never had a "club".

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  3. Marchin NeachtainMarch 5, 2013 at 7:30 AM

    Thank you Bro for the birthday wish!

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  4. JanetMarch 5, 2013 at 7:51 AM

    What a beautiful barn! As for clubs, we had a treehouse and a playhouse and a lot of the neighborhood kids in our backyard but not sure we called it a club!

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  5. Cezar and LéiaMarch 5, 2013 at 8:18 AM

    I grew up on a farm :)
    Love this image, a beautiful barn!
    Léia

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  6. MayaMarch 5, 2013 at 10:36 AM

    What a beautiful post...thank you for sharing those stories!! Both clubs sounded really cool :)

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  7. SharonMarch 5, 2013 at 10:53 AM

    I don't remember an actual club and certainly not one with a theme song or secret oath. I do remember some secret places to meet with my sisters, the piano room, under the lilac bushes, in our playhouse.
    I love the barn in your photo today. It's one of those rustic buildings that will look good photographed in summer, winter, fall, and spring.

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  8. TexWisGirlMarch 5, 2013 at 11:18 AM

    great building! since i grew up in the country with no close neighbors of my age - no club. :(

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  9. Clueless in BostonMarch 5, 2013 at 11:56 AM

    No barns where I grew up in the city, though there were clubs we called gangs.

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  10. Taken For GrantedMarch 5, 2013 at 11:58 AM

    Hadn't thought of converting an old barn into a club, but why not? Barns have mostly lost their initial function as animal shelters as farm animals now mostly live in confinement complexes.

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  11. RedPatMarch 5, 2013 at 12:44 PM

    Love the shot. No club here, just all the neighbourhood kids hanging out.

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  12. ButchMarch 5, 2013 at 3:47 PM

    :P with a little imagination you can see this in the barn, minus the window on the left and shifting the P to the left and turning it 90 degrees clockwise. So simple to have an imagination. Your stories of reminisce are so Huck Finn. Truely enjoy reading them.

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  13. camMarch 5, 2013 at 4:09 PM

    Happy Birthday, M...
    To my Irish Twin..enjoy your birthday!

    Lakeland Checks In

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  14. LowellMarch 5, 2013 at 4:55 PM

    Love those lyrics! Never did belong to a club. I always figured I didn't want to join if they'd allow someone like me to become a member!

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  15. KateMarch 5, 2013 at 7:32 PM

    Well, Birdman, I guess this story just demonstrates the creativity of girls!

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  16. MichelleMarch 5, 2013 at 8:59 PM

    Never did belong to a club. Never have been much of a joiner.

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  17. JackMarch 5, 2013 at 9:24 PM

    This barn is a beauty, Birdman. No clubs for me. Hung around with the same two or three guys for years, but we never did anything to formalize it.

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  18. RandyMarch 5, 2013 at 11:22 PM

    Awesome looking barn.

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  19. Folkways Note BookMarch 7, 2013 at 11:02 AM

    Like your barn photo -- looks like it is in great shape! -- barbara

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  20. Sketchbook WanderingMarch 7, 2013 at 9:38 PM

    Love that sweet story! We girls had a club too for awhile...

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  21. JudyMarch 13, 2013 at 2:06 PM

    This is such a beautiful picture. It deserves to be framed and displayed.
    I joined a trail club for horse owners when I was fifteen. I only went to one meeting. It turned out to be more of a drinkers club.

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