I tucked my package in my purse. A few days later, I remembered my purchase. It wasn’t to be found and mom didn’t have it with her dish. I looked in the car, no package. It must have fallen out.
Many months went by, mom and I went to Rennigers in Mount Dora for my birthday. We found the most delightful dealer with ironstone. A casserole is what we bought. She had some pats so I added that as well. We all laughed that I better not misplace this one!
I put my beautiful casserole in my cabinet. I was totally hooked. The pat, again I could not find it. What was going on?
I finally bought a floral butter pat for my rings. I just was not meant to have an ironstone one.
Certain years I got a new ironstone casserole from mom. I bought a sugar bowl and gravy boat for myself.
When my mom passed away and I was packing up her china cabinet there was an ironstone butter pat. Oh my did I cry. I grab it up and held it close. All of our antiquing trips and all I want was for her to be here.
I really don’t know when she got this. I never saw her buy one but I sure was glad I had it. I finally got my ironstone butter pat at the right time. It has a special spot in my cabinet.
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