Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Harriet Yunkins’

bridal wreath
Harriet was always planning socials. She lived in town. Where the houses was close enough to each other and there was other women close enough to talk with. She didn’t have as many chores as her two sisters who married farmers. That meant she had time to plan how the fourth of July would go, for example. The picnic and all. Potato salad. Graduation. Vanilla ice cream.
People actually came to her with their lists for their christenings and wakes. She would remind them to get more forks or to decide in advance who was going to clean up. She had a way about her that didn’t make people feel she was bossy. When she was in charge, so to speak, what needed done got done.
That’s why people was so surprised when she just couldn’t do anything for her own daughter’s wedding. Folks had to do it for her. You know how bridal wreath kind of, not droops, but bends nice? Harriet Yunkins’ bridal wreath looked real nice up there in the front of the church. White.






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