Things keep finding their way into our home. Things I never knew I wanted -- things I never knew still existed!
The other day on his way back from visiting his 98-year-old mother, Bob stopped at an antique store in the town where we grew up. This store is hardly ever open, but just happened to be this day. On a shelf in the backroom was this old milk pail. Nothing too exciting, EXCEPT that the name crudely painted on it was the name of my grandmother, Mrs. I. F. Haines!
Back in the day, we never had milk cows on the farm. The farm/ranch was a large operation of beef cattle and sheep. So, Grandma had to fetch her raw milk from a local dairy. Thus, the milk pail with her name.
The dealer said that he had bought the pail at one of two different auctions that my Dad had held years ago.
They were so formal back then with her married name on a lowly milk pail. She was always Mrs. Haines to everyone, but Grandma to me!
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