
(Click on the images to see the pins better.)
Mom was 40 years old when I was born. She was born in 1916. You can do the math.
She was of the generation of women who wore matching shoes and purses, and hats too, until the late ‘60s. Because she was a preacher’s wife, she dressed up every Sunday.
Fine jewels weren’t affordable or appropriate.
Costume jewelry was just right. Some of these pins belonged to my mom. Some I bought. Some were given to me.
This one was given to me by my sister Ginnie when she came back from Peru. I might have been 11 or 12 at the time.
Mom used to say:
“I always knew I had to marry a preacher and a redhead.”
“I try to be funny, but no one ever thinks I am.”

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