My mother has been dead for 50 years. I was 12 when she passed away suddenly.
One of my most cherished memories was when, as a young child, she allowed me to dust her knickknacks. We had a steam radiator in our living room and she had had, a great extravagance for her perhaps (my parents were never affluent) a covering built for the radiator. On either end, she had knickknack shelves.
I would take each knickknack off carefully, dust the shelf, and dust the knickknack.
Fast forward many, many years.
I don't have much that belongs to my mother. That is why I cherish what I am about to show you as one of my most valued possessions.
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It is a set of salt and pepper shakers. Researching online, I found it is a set of "1940's Syroco Wood" Salt and Pepper shakers.
Reading even further I found out more about "Syroco Wood", which I will save for another blog post. It was amazing, considering that these items may have been made only around 70 miles from where I have lived for nearly 30 years. They are cracking, but so far, still all in one piece. I'd love to know how to take good care of them.
I will never know where my Mom picked this item up - perhaps in a souvenir shop in Ohio (in the left back, it looks like "OH 1/49")? I know my Mom and Dad never had much of a honeymoon but perhaps they made it all the way from New York City to Ohio.
The pieces are cracking but may be in good shape, considering they may have been made sometime between 1949 and ? (I was born in 1952). They aren't worth much (one Etsy dealer is selling these for $18. U.S.) but I don't care.
To me, they are priceless.
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