August 30
Great Questions – Part 10
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Back in May, I ran a series of five questions that were meant to get you (and me) thinking about memorabilia and hopefully identifying some of the special treasures. When I originally posted these questions, I didn’t answer them, but now I am. Here’s the fifth (and final) question:
Think of 5 favorite people in your life; what is a special thing that represents each person for you?
1. My Daughter – Toma
Toma was my daughter’s favorite stuffed animal. She loved Doberman Pinschers and always wanted a stuffie that was sitting in this position. To me, Toma symbolizes many aspects of her childhood.
2. Mom – Pinkie & The Blue Boy
My mother kept these in her curio cabinet. I always thought they were beautiful, and I was proud of my mom for having such good taste. She gave them to me because I loved them so much.
3. Betty – Jewelry Box
Betty was a family friend who influenced my life in a profound way. I wrote a tribute to her here. I don’t have many “things” from Betty, but I do have this jewelry box. I bought it at our church rummage sale. I don’t remember if it was Betty’s or if she just sold it to me, but I’ve always associated it with her.
4. Ellen – ?
I’m still working on this one. Ellen is my best friend. We met in kindergarten. The first thing that came to mind was a little leather souvenir. When we were in grade school, Ellen and I wanted to trade something. The little leather souvenir was what Ellen gave me in the trade. The problem is, I may have given it back to her. Ellen…I think you need to buy me something really fabulous to remember you by. See me for ideas.
5. Dorothy – Avon Egg Box
Like Betty, Dorothy was very influential in my life. I wrote a tribute to her here. She was an Avon Lady, and I would help her visit customers and sort and package her orders. This egg is from Avon and one of my favorite things.
Daily Inspiration
Does your daughter now have a dobey? Ellen, watch out! LOL. You know the best thing about this post for me, is that you still have friends you made when you were 5 :)x
LOL… It will just have to be good enough that I’m still her friend!!!! BUT, I want Pinky & Blue Boy! (I’m not sure she gave the leather thing back either 😉 LOL~
She’s still too busy with college (and poor) to have a pet yet. Plus, she’s more of a cat person. She’ll probably be a late-blooming dog lover like her momma.
I am fortunate to still have Ellen as a friend, but sadly, I have let many good friends slip through my fingers because I wasn’t attentive about keeping in touch. I imagine many of us have a few of those regrets.
Mum says she would struggle to come up with 5 people but if it’s dogs, cats, rabbits, hamsters, guinea pigs, rats…….. you know Mum! Deccy x
I love the contrast between the old (looking) chain and the freshness of the leaves!
My mom had paintings of Pinkie and Blue Boy in the bedroom and I always loved them! I wish I knew what had ever happened to the paintings after she and my dad got divorced. I had no idea there were statues of them! I remember laying in their bed and daydreaming about what they might do.
I love the Dobie, too! I don’t think I’ve ever seen a stuffed Dobie.
Oh, now you have me thinking about things that remind me of people! My Dad is easy – any beetle will do it! He was an entomologist, specialising in coleoptery (the study of beetles). Mum; sewing machines, knitting needles, and of course, her engagement ring, which I inherited. Other people need a little more thought, but I’m pretty sure a good strong cheddar will always bring OH to mind!
Love the last photo. The age of the chain and padlock and the autumn leaves together give a strong impression of the passage of time.
Oh my gosh, my mum had that same jewellery box, she used to wind it up for me when I was little and it played a tune.
What a lovely memory you just brought back 🙂
Lynne x
I loved this post! And just adore your photo today. I can only think of one person who I know immediately what I associate with them. My mom-Nola. My Mom got me Nola for Christmas of 2010. Best present from the best mother ever
Nola’s Mom