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My aunt Nita died in 1997. She died in Vermont while my
mother, her sister, was flying to be with her from Florida. My sister and I
arrived the next day. After we comforted each other, we set to work dividing up
Aunt Nita’s belongings. Miraculously, we didn’t argue over any of her jewelry,
our tastes being so different.
I wanted this jewelry case, but was afraid my sister would
want it, too. But still, I was lucky. She had her own way of storing her
necklaces. So I now have the case.
Necklaces on one side; rings, bracelets, and other
adornments in the drawers. I love this case—and wish I knew where Nita found
it.
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Interesting! I have never seen one like this. I wonder if it was hand made by someone. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeletehandmade? That's an interesting idea. My aunt lived in Paris for many years, and her husband's family was from Sicily, so they traveled to Europe frequently. Perhaps she got it there?
DeleteThere is something about a family heirloom. I don't know what I'd use a jewelry case for—that tells you a lot about me—but I would want that case just because of its existence. (My sister might actually use it, but...)
ReplyDeleteI love that case, too! I am always wishing I had a nicer way to store my jewelry. Everything's organized(ish), but not prettily.
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