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There must be quite the story behind the hats, but like she said, not the time for it! I do like a mystery! sam 
posted by
sam444
on June 2, 2013 at 4:46 PM
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I loved it when my mother wore a hat. When I was a child, she always wore one to church, to special occasions, when she went to town, etc. One time she took us to town on a really windy day and walking down Petticoat Lane her hat blew off and went dancing down the street behind her. My sister and I were surprised when she just kept walking down the sidewalk without a backward glance. It wasn't long before some man was running after us and waving the hat that he had rescued and calling out. Mother thanked him very sweetly but as soon as he was out of earshot, she said, "Damn, I am so tired of wearing this hat and was so happy when it blew away." LOL
posted by
TAPS.
on May 31, 2013 at 10:46 PM
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Pat
When she put away her hats she put away that part of her life with them...A poignant bit of memory...
posted by
Nautikos
on May 31, 2013 at 9:51 PM
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PatB
A lovely story of little girls with their mum that added a new portrait of her they had never imagined. I could imagine you building a love story around that.
posted by
WileyJohn
on May 31, 2013 at 3:28 PM
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Re: Re: Amazing how much we don't know about those we live with closely--
I didn't know until around that age that my stepmom, who told us she had come within a couple of units of a BS in biology, never mentioned that she actually held a degree in home economics.
And my stepsister, her daughter, was put out to learn, when she was in her 30s, that her parents divorced before his death, when she was 2 or 3. It was also years before Mom told us that there had been another marriage that had failed.
I think secrets always come out, blanks get filled in and corrected.
posted by
Ciel
on May 31, 2013 at 1:13 PM
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Pat
This brought to mind flashes of Meryl Streep and The Bridges of Madison County.
posted by
Mia890
on May 31, 2013 at 12:16 PM
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well there is such a lot my children don't know about either...I am writing
a book for Martin and it will have just enough in it to let him think that he knows it all!!
just as I told Ceil...there is always a bed here ready for my loved friends so come any time.
posted by
Kabu
on May 31, 2013 at 12:00 PM
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In twenty odd years anything could have happened. We shall have to await the deleted post.
posted by
C_C_T
on May 31, 2013 at 10:53 AM
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Re: Amazing how much we don't know about those we live with closely--
Ciel, I lived for decades under the assumption we kids knew all about our mother's life, only to find out when I was 50-something she'd been keeping a major secret right under our noses.
posted by
Pat_B
on May 31, 2013 at 8:42 AM
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Re:Annicita I read your deleted post....
Oh, darn! I decided to save it for tomorrow... Thanks for the comment.
posted by
Pat_B
on May 31, 2013 at 8:35 AM
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Amazing how much we don't know about those we live with closely--
My parents kept a lot from us, too.
posted by
Ciel
on May 31, 2013 at 8:16 AM
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yes...sometimes we grow out of things we wore in the past....
btw...I read your deleted post...it was very good and reminds me of me when I am playing sorority life on fb....nice job...
posted by
Annicita
on May 31, 2013 at 7:19 AM
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Sometimes we have strange emotions attached to certain things and for whatever reason we don't express them.🌹
posted by
shamasehar
on May 31, 2013 at 5:01 AM
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