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Saturday, December 4, 2010

Blue Carpet Bed






Blue Carpet Bed
By Jon Slone


Back in the mid 70’s, I lived with my grandparents on Garden Springs Drive! To date, that house of theirs holds the majority of my fondest memories as a child!

So of course I had my own bedroom. But for actually sleeping, these quarters of mine were weighed and found entirely insufficient! Here’s what I did. Late at night, when everyone was asleep, I would tip-toe out of my bedroom and into my Grandparents room. There, on the short-haired, nappy-looking 1970’s blue carpet, I would curl up in a ball and peacefully go nite-nite! Sometimes I would even crawl up under their bed!

Yes, you heard me correctly. I would indeed, sleep underneath their bed!

Now, my grandfather was 6’5” and weighed upwards of 300 pounds! Plus, you throw in one grandmother and what have you got?! The recipe for some kind of freakish, bed-breaking, kid-killing accident!

The reason I went in there every night was because of my grandfather. I loved that man so much it hurt! He made me feel safe and protected from all of my nefarious bugbears and nocturnal whim whams!

He was the only person in my life who balanced unbridled love with stringent discipline! I knew that he loved me immeasurably! But I also knew that if I got out of line, he’d be sending me out on a switch hunt lickety-split!

Regardless of that fact, from 1974 to 1978, my grandfather's blue carpet bed was the cat’s pajamas for a scared little kid on Garden Springs Drive.


Side Note: currently, I can be found slumbering on top of a king-size bed that towers high above some carpet that’s not blue.



"I revel in my nothingness!"
Press on, pray on, preach on!
Jon BigHElittleme Slone

3 comments:

  1. Too cute babe! I can see you sneaking in there as Mac may do one day with us :)

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  2. totally awesome....I love it...

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  3. I put a small comment because the last couple times I did it, it didn't show up...this time I waited and followed up myself....and it did show up....I think the first time that happened I was absolutely horrified because I came looking for you and you were no where to be found and then dad pointed out your hiding place..you even had your blanket with you...I couldn't blame you though, I always felt safe with dad too....safer with earthly father and safer with heavenly Father....hum.....

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