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Abe Lincoln

“You cannot help the poor by destroying the rich...strengthen the weak by weakening the strong...bring about prosperity by discouraging thrift...lift the wage earner up by pulling the wage payer down...build character and courage by taking away people’s initiative and independence...help people permanently by doing for them, what they could and should do for themselves." -Abraham Lincoln

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

What is it Wednesday

Welcome to another What is it Wednesday!  Yes it is a wedding dress.  June is the month for weddings, and this wedding dress was my mothers.  My mother and dad new each other growing up.  My dad was with his friends and my mother with hers.  When World War II started, my dad joined the Army Air Core (now the Air Force), and was home on leave, when they met once again.  This time they started writing each other, became engaged in a letter, ring mailed home in another letter.  Then my dad was sent to England, with more letter writing.  Both families getting together for Sunday and Holiday dinners.  My dad like so many mailed my mom his parachute.  All parachute where made from silk, and many a war bride wore a dress from a parachute.  My grandfather (my mothers dad), was a tailor, and made the dress for her to wear.  With food being ration, and wanting to have a wedding, most of their families and friends donated their ration stamps for the wedding.  This was their wedding gift.  A day to be shared with many, and everyone doing their part to make sure everyone had something to eat.  After they said "I DO", there was a breakfast for everyone who was at the church, afternoon of picture taking, and a big wedding dinner.   Both mothers (of the happy couple) and their friends did all the cooking with food from the ration stamps, chickens bought live from a farmer.  They where married six four years when my mother passed away, and my dad shortly after.  Simple time for a long marriage. 

1 comment:

the canned quilter said...

Oh my Gosh : ) I indeed do wonder if that was a parachute my mother made. What a wonderful keepsake.