I've been seeing some embroidered stories. They are based on a true story, but the details are wrong or exaggerated.
One is an old friend of my sister. He notices a chair in his garage and contacts me. Now, my sister died in 2012. He says the chair is from Grandmother Tessie and that my sister told him "It's the only thing I have left from my grandmother." He wants the chair to go to my sister's daughter and he may be willing to have it recovered for her.
He sends me photographs. Touches your heart, doesn't it?
Except that Tessie was not our grandmother. She was my maternal grandfather's mother, so my great grandmother. I have never seen the chair before and it would have to be late 1800s or bought late in her life. It does not look that old, though it looks chewed. Also, we all got boxes of stuff from my maternal grandmother Katherine, to the point where we all agreed it was ok to get rid of some of it. We offered it to each other first. Seven cousins and I got two pitchers. I asked my mother, "Why two pitchers?"
"After your uncles and I picked what we wanted, we lined up seven boxes. Then we went pitcher, pitcher, pitcher, pitcher. There were enough to send everyone two."
Oh. My grandmother was a serious packrat. I got a silver plate pitcher and sugar bowl that look like they are from the 1930s, art deco. I had never seen them before they came in the box. So they are not attached to my memories of my grandparents at all, but I like them very much.
I send the chair message on and I don't know if my niece will want the chair. Nor do I know if it was great grandmother Tessie's chair. I had an enormous box of tablecloths and pulled thread doilies and so forth after my parents died. I would bet money that there was something from Tessie Temple in there. I offered it to both my children and my niece. They each took one tablecloth and napkins. I kept a few and got rid of the rest.
The other day I noticed that one cloth that I kept is signed Margaret White. She was my maternal grandmother's oldest sister. I have Margaret's small leather sewing kit as well, made in Germany and stamped with her name. I've had that since my teens and used it until the leather corners are wearing down. My mother said that my grandmother found her sister Margaret difficult, but I don't know if that is true either.
At one point I emailed with a family member found on Ancestry.com. This is my paternal grandmother's father's half-sister's descendant. She said the family rumor was that they were related to John Philip Sousa. I said, "My great grandfather, Fredrik Bayers, played saxophone in John Philip Sousa's band." She said, "Oh, that must be where that story came from."
Are these stories benign or not? With social media and the ongoing trials of various people from both the government and investment schemes, the stories do not seem benign to me. If my niece wants the chair, I think that is very kind of my sister's friend to make the effort to get it to her, but the story was rather garbled. It makes me want to be careful with the stories I tell.
Peace.
The photograph is from 1965 or 1966, of my grandmother Katherine White Burling, me, and my sister, Christine Robbins Ottaway. I would guess that my grandfather took it.
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