I rummaged through all of my stuff that still sits in mom's basement and fit what I could in my suitcases. I took pictures of everything else. Well not everything, just the sentimental stuff.
This nut bowl belonged to grandma Smedley. It's one of the things I was able to fit in my suitcase. Of course I had to bring it back, being so close to Christmas and everything. It used to sit on grandma's card table at Christmas time. The same card table that I used to sit at and copy pages of family group sheets by hand. With an ink pen. Did I mention by hand?
I think I remember grandpa sitting in his recliner with this bowl full of nuts on his lap just a cracking and eating. Oh but, these nuts are
Dad used to sit in his recliner and crack nuts too. We didn't have a fancy nut bowl though. I do now. Nut anybody?