For a time long past
When I came upon this painting by Cecil Crosby Bell, I was immediately swept back to a time in my childhood.
My Aunt Cis, my cousin Bob, and I were visiting cousin Liz and Great Aunt Anna in New York City, 1952.
Liz said we were going to go for a swim. I was expecting something vastly different, I being from the country, than the concrete wadding pool in which we cooled ourselves that day.
I've included three more of Bell's paintings below. Perhaps one of them will strike a note of nostalgia with you.
Nostalgia is like a grammar lesson: you find the present tense, but the past perfect! ~Owens Lee Pomeroy