"...memory"

 

FB Memory from a year ago today.

Once upon a time: “…pillbox”

I love this. My Ma, and Aunts used to take me with them when they shopped for hats, and dresses. I would sit and watch as they tried on this then that one. Chat with the lady…they’d laugh chat. This is where I fell in love with Pillbox hats. Those visits were sweet.

Very different than going to the hardware store or lumber yard with my Dad or Uncles.

Guys…well we’re a bit short on sweet chatting. …at least back then.

*If I could relive one of those moments. I might have the courage to ask my Ma for one.