tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post643434894694761344..comments2023-12-17T22:24:54.778-05:00Comments on taylorbakercousins: Sharing By Aunt CB KinsellaPat Herdeghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049766276043715800noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-14005597394312561052011-02-08T15:51:08.639-05:002011-02-08T15:51:08.639-05:00Gosh! I never thought about sharing the toilet sea...Gosh! I never thought about sharing the toilet seat with Dottie! Can not believe that I forgot that of all things! Especially when , as adults, Doris and I were so proud of the fact that we once could!! and yes, at a Taylor reunion we did ry it again , with NO luck! <br /> Also forgot that we 4 Taylor girls used to share a box of maternity clothes! Went from Ruth, to Es, to Doris to me and in between to whichever one who was next in line. I know that Barb shared in it with us at least once or twice altho she was smaller. The rule, any worn out clothes discard and any new ones include! I was happy to toss in Salvation Army box when I fnished my "task" We were raised on church rummage sales clothes though, so a box of clothes from someone was like a trip to the department store to us!!Mom/CBnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-3219292937004114292011-02-06T13:18:18.794-05:002011-02-06T13:18:18.794-05:00This reminds me of the huge box - seems like it mu...This reminds me of the huge box - seems like it must have originally been to deliver a washer or dryer - that used to come round to our house each year when i was a kid. It was filled with clothes from Aunt Esther, Aunt Doris and others. Mom would sort through the clothes and call us in to try on this or that. When she had pulled out all that seemed to fit her kids this year or this season, she would put in the clothes we had outgrown and send it on for other cousins to search through to find "new" clothes to wear.<br /><br />I have always found it odd when people here have said to me, very hesitantly, something like, "I have a sweater that doesn't fit me anymore that I think you might like. Would you mind if I give it to you?" As though they're afraid I'll be insulted at being offered hand-me-down clothes. Little do they know that to me it feels like family.<br /><br />I have a dark rosy-purple soft jacket that a friend gave me years ago. Some of you will know the one I'm talking about because I still wear it often. I will admit, though, that I was a bit deterred when Alex told me that one of his friends thought it made me look like Barney! Oh, well - isn't Barney's song all about family, too?Sue Kinsellanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-3598700975283701912011-02-06T11:57:07.415-05:002011-02-06T11:57:07.415-05:00Thanks, Ma, for this terrific story.
Of course, y...Thanks, Ma, for this terrific story.<br /><br />Of course, you did not mention another famous story about sharing--You and Aunt Doris sharing the toilet seat as young girls, and then MANY years later, attempting the same feat!<br /><br />Love you,Patnoreply@blogger.com