Friday Show and Tell

Growing up we did not have a ton of money, let's just say we were right in the middle. My dear mother, Shirley,  knew a quality item when she saw it. Her mother, Margret, grew up during the Depression. She cleaned houses for the wealthy and cultured people in the big city. She saw how they lived; what they purchased, etiquette, and setting a table properly among other things. She began to understand what fine China was, and how to polish silverware. She married a widower and came into Shirley's life as a loving step mother in the early 1940's. So I blame my dear Grandma Margret for my ability to  hone in on a fine pair of boots. Drooling and touching the smooth leather I carefully flip the tag over to my dismay; out of my price range. 

 Grandma Margaret, knew what Champagne was, yet she would never drink it or spend that kind of money on herself. With her few pennies, she would save up to buy one special piece for her future home, making monthly payments. She chose wisely with the little that she had, and each piece came dear. I have a set of wheat engraved goblets passed down to me from her. Knowing how long she saved up for each of the six crystal stems, and the hard work behind it, I value them as special reminder of my grandma. 

   Proper table setting, however, wasn't passed   down    to me; my sister informed me the fork goes on the                   left side.            

                 

            ~ A fitting Scripture from the Bible will accompany each post. ~

            'Truly, truly, I say to you, a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies it bears much fruit." John 12:24  

                                                                                             Blessings, Kathi