The More Things Change
Today I sifted through some memorabilia that we stored in boxes over the years, following the death of parents and grandparents. I am working on a project and I’m looking for a particular old newspaper clipping. I failed to find the object of my search because I was sidetracked by headlines from The Portland News: BANDIT BUSY AT NOON . My husbands grandmother wasn’t concerned about a robbery on that October day in 1930. Rather, she was the proud Mama of a little girl whose pose on a tricycle graced the spot under the headlines. Thrift With a Smile. That is my late Mother-in-law, Joan (When she grew older she insisted that it be pronounced Jo Ann.) She was a very pretty child who grew up to be a a strikingly pretty woman. She had a bronzed copy of this photo that sat in her living room for all to see. I’m not sure what became of her cherished item. Her daughter (my sister in law) may have claimed it – an unfortunate occurrence, a...