I don't know why I'm compelled to save what I call "Misfit Memories" (memories no one wanted), but I do.
Maybe it's the thought that something meant so much to someone at one time, only to be forgotten or lost when they pass.
This mish-mash of paper and tinsel is no exception. I found them wrapped up in a bag this past summer.
These always on my tree 1904
These are very old decorations used as long as Grandma Shide(?) had a tree. They were always on my tree. The little girl with red coat was called little Mary. Mom.
I'm not sure if the same person wrote both notes, or the first note was from Grandma Shide(?).
Grandma Shide's ornaments now hang again on my tree in 2022.
My wife created a collage with the remaining pieces.
Nearly 120 years later, and I'm now their keeper. Who will keep them when I'm gone?