Daily Prompt Clothes and toys, recipes and jokes, advice and prejudice: we all have to handle all sorts of hand-me-downs every day. Tell us about some of the meaningful hand-me-downs in your life
An Irish Hand-Me Down
The smiles tell a story of joy and happiness at our son’s Anthony Andrew baptism. His great Uncle Dick, (don’t laugh anyone called Richard was nicknamed Dick), is holding Tony Drew wearing the hand-me down Christening dress. My sister, Judith Andrea, his godmother, is behind him and my grandmother, Gertrude, a young seventy-five, is clutching her purse.
The dress hand made by my mother’s mother of Batiste (Fine Cotton) and Irish lace that her mother brought from Ireland; the bodice hand embroidered, and the seams French to prevent fraying and unraveling. The delicate dress was only hand washed, rolled in a towel and then laid out to air-dried. My mother and her sister were christen in it, as well as myself and seven siblings. My son was the first of many grandchildren and great-grandchildren to wear the dress. There is history in this dress.
This prompt has inspired me to expand this post for claudiajustsaying
that I will publish this Sunday.