I went out the back door tonight to put a steak on the grill, and, as usual, the bells hanging on the outside of the back door jingled. Not something I think of at all, but for some reason tonight, I realized that they have been hanging there for 41 years! They were a housewarming gift from Mrs. Cornell, my friend's mom. I can't tell you why it's so nice to hear them ring each time we open the door, but it has been a part of our lives as long as we have been in the house. Funny how the time goes - you hang them on the door, and suddenly it is 40 years later. What a lovely gift these bells were. And what a lovely reminder of what a wonderful woman Mrs. Cornell was.
A lovely story and very cool bells.
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It's funny how they always ring, but I don't even think about it when I hear them.
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