|Sunday best circa 1950 all dolled up in|
outfits made by my mom. first on left.
That's me, the shortest one with back to camera.
|Gene in his green checked|
polyester leisure suit, 1975.
This is long gone!
|Jacket from 1971 material in 2009|
Edna holding great grandson, Jon
Yes, I have garments that will not come up above my knees and tops that will hardly go over my shoulders. And there are those favorite outfits that just feel good. So I, too, like our mothers have very little room in my portion of the walk in closet in our room. Plus, several drawers in the armoire and dresser and containers of "next size down" on closet shelves. And while polyester never wears out we do get tired of the same old thing. So we buy something new and shove the old ones to the back just in case.
Last night I remembered the Farnsworth house out in Chambersville. Our family of 3 sisters a mom and dad hung all our clothing in one of 4 places:
|Yep, just like these that I grabbed|
of a couple of auction sites.
Tub and washing machine.
- on a half a broomstick nailed in the closet under the stairs
- on the full broomstick hung by bailing wire from the ceiling of the "bathroom" off the screened in back porch.
- the bathroom was where we bathed in a square, galvanized tub that was also use for clothes washing with the Maytag on the screened back porch.
- the room where the chamber pot was placed for nighttime use instead of walking the path to the outhouse.
- behind the door in the northwest room on two long nails hammered into the wall at an angle.
- along the hallway next to the stairs on 2 more long nails.
That was it. No walk in closets in every room. No rotating clothes rack. Just one almost real closet with half of a broomstick, one full broomstick and 4 nails in the wall held all our clothing. That realization just leaves me with well, nothing but the need for ..................... more closet space.