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Those dang chickens turned before I got the shotMy grandmothers rug
Remember Lane cedar chests? Your family was suppose to buy you one to start saving for your supposed impending marriage and you were then supposed to fill it with all the handmade dish-towels, napkins and Christmas ornaments you could find or even better make. I really wanted one when I was 14, to start saving for my wedding to some unknown perfect man. I never got one as a gift. No one at my house really understood any type of girl related dreams ,it was a boy house filled with baseball and meat. At 19 I bought one from a thrift store in uptown Whittier. It was painted black. I took it home and stripped it and refinished it. I still use it today for Christmas stuff and as a coffee table. I bought my own cedar chest as well as my own daughter purchasing hers. I hope Haven will take mine if this tradition even remotely exists in her day. My mother was raised during the depression, taught to save everything for a day when she could use her good stuff....the wine gla...
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