I don't remember her, but the family cottage is full of her mementos.
Her school books, mostly on the subjects of Art and Natural History, have always resided on a shelf next to the fireplace. And in a dark corner in the hall, as if waiting for her return, is her parasol. It is there that I discovered it one summer, and it soon became a constant childhood companion. How did that fragile paper confection survive its career as a prop for my daily whirling, twirling and dancing on the lawn, fashion shows, theatre productions and dress-up parties? In quiet times, it shaded and guarded me from the noonday sun. This is one special family keepsake which will definitely not make this summer's garage sale. So its back to your corner, Dear Friend. Be patient, the next generation - little Emma, Mila or Lila Grace will soon discover your hiding place.
Still Whirling and Twirling,
Marjorie
Hello Marjorie:
ReplyDeleteWhat fun, and how interesting, are these discoveries of the past and which will, as you suggest, be there for future generations in their turn.
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What a treasure to have the parasol and amazing books. The picture is priceless.
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Marjorie, how wonderful that you still have these keepsakes!
ReplyDeleteMarjorie, I'd love to talk with you about your grandmother! Florence Hubbard went to Dana Hall School before she attended Wellesley, and the school is in the process of writing a history of the school. (Another English teacher and I are the co-authors.) In our archives we have some wonderful letters that Florence wrote home while at school, and we'd love to know more about what she did after college. And if you have other photos of her, we'd be SO happy! Could you email me at karen.keely@danahall.org? Thanks, and looking forward to hearing from you!
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