A few fond memories showed up among Mom's things over the weekend of the stuff shuffle.
Many of these knick-knacks I remember from my days as the family duster. Mom taught me how when I was five and would hide pennies under them to encourage me to lift each item up. As I got older the pennies morphed into nickles and dimes and then stopped around age 9 when an official allowance was implemented.
Mom made this belt she told me last Friday. I don't remember knowing that before. I do remember seeing it in her dresser among other accessories but I don't remember seeing her wear it. I suspect that was because she never regained her tiny waist after my arrival.
I jumped to the conclusion that it was crocheted when I first spotted it again Friday but a closer look revealed that was mistaken. I was mystified by it for several minutes but was finally able to reverse-engineer it. I'll save that story for tomorrow.