In My Attic are several old photographs. I have always loved photographs. I have all the photos of my Dad when he was in the navy. All his childhood photographs and my Mother's. I have several photographs of my ancestors too that are dated in the 1800's. My photographs are special to me. I believe they each tell a story.

My Mother's Wedding Gown. Mom kept her simple white wedding gown. She kept all the years of her life. I was not able to wear it, but just having it means so much to me.

Quilts. I have quilts of my Mother's and one from my Grandmother that was passed down to my Mother, which is now mine. I just love quilts. Brings back memories of the cold winter nights and the warmth they provided.

Cedar Chest. Mom had this cedar chest all my life. She always kept the "special things" in it. Each year I would help her go through it and clean it out and we look over each item and she would tell me a story. Now it holds my Mother's gown, baby clothes, and my wedding bouquet.

Dad's Rug. My Dad was in the Navy and traveled all over the world. He bought a rug made in Egypt and they kept it all these years in the cedar chest. It is a gorgeous rug, with such detail.

My Childhood Memories. I collected "love is" clippings from the Sunday Newspaper growing up. I have kept them all these years. I have Trixie Beldon and Nancy Drew Mystery Books. I have little dolls I had as a child. I have a purse given to me my senior year in school from a 90 year old lady from our church. I have jewelry boxes and birthday toppers as well. I have a flannel strawberry gown that my Grandmother gave me and an apron also that she hand sewn. I also have a wooden sword that my Great Uncle Joe carved for me and a fork & spoon set. I just can't bear to part with some memories.

My Boy's Baby things. I have my boy's school memory books. I kept an outfit from each boy that I brought them home in and also took their first photo in. I kept favorite shoes and baby books and other favorite blankets and gifts.

Grandmother's Sweater. Mother bought my Grandmother a sweater for one of her last birthdays, so she would have one for Church and Town. Mother kept it after Grandmother passed away, for all these years. So now that Mother is gone, it is mine and I will pass it down to my children some day. It's just a sweater to some, but to me it is a memory.

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