I reread this a few days ago. I go through my own blog annals to remind myself where I've been and how I've changed/grown.
It's about a woman I never really knew but I've always admired and about her fancy dresses and costume jewelry. And news programs. It struck me that I've gloried in hat boxes but never in the charm and class and home-loveliness of my own mother. I've been trying to write my feelings on this but it seems I'm full of trite dribble. Let it be known far and wide that there are worlds I'll always wonder about (Milly and her typewriter secretary-ing and fancy shoe boxes) and there is a world I aspire to (my mother's).
18 May 2010
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Milly had size 5 shoes--always high heels. I think I could wear them in 4th grade. I loved them. I also loved her ice cream excursion treats! Every child should have a Milly in her life.
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