Back in the mid-80s, when I got an email from HR about the Christmas Party at the local office, I sent a reply to the district HR manager complaining that not everyone in the company celebrated Christmas. Later that day, another email came out announcing the Holiday Party. So glad I had a hand in educating HR.
I wonder to this day what happened to mom’s Lladro figurines and the Royal Dalton tea cups. I’m sure my sister got Nana’s sterling and Mom’s plate. It’s really sad that the Danish modern furniture had to go before she moved up here but she was happy with IKEA and CostPlus replacements.
I got her pots, which was all that mattered to me. There’s something symmetrical in making Boeff Bourguignon in the same pot you learned to make beef stew at age 14.