I found this little picture tucked in a drawer while looking for something else. Isn’t that always the way? Mother’s Day is Sunday and around this time of the year I miss my mother. This was the picture I was looking for.
The picture is hand tinted. I could not tell you the year but she was Queen of the May in Needham, Massachusetts. I love the hat and the homemade costume.
The depression came along and dashed her hopes of going away to college. She would be the first in her family to go to college. She commuted to Simmons and was graduated from there with a degree in Library Science. She went on to work at the NY Public Library in the Children’s room. She met my father and they married in 1941.
She was happy to stay at home and take care of her family. She loved to entertain and was a wonderful hostess. I still have her recipe box. I had one just like it and we each had a spoon rest to match. The acrylic is clouded so the photo is not too clear but a mosaic of dried beans decorated the front.
And the recipe cards faded and spilled upon….
She was a beautiful knitter. I still have the blankets she knit for my boys.
Sadly she left us as she slipped into a world of her own. No more reading, knitting, cooking or conversation. She was diagnosed with dementia. Those who lose a family member to this disease can identify with the heartbreak it can bring. She died in 2000 but left us long before. I miss her every day.