Arrived home very late last night to find an unexpected package in the mail from my Aunt and my Gramma in Iowa, filled with some neat family history things. There was a tortoiseshell comb and a tiny beaded choker that had belonged to my Great-Great-Grandmother Eastman. I'm told that she used to pin her hair up with the comb, and that the choker had been made for her by her sister, my Great-Great-Great-Aunt Addie. Lastly was a string of black beads that had belonged to my Great-Aunt Gleeda (her real name was Lilliath, but that was hard to pronounce, so it became Gleeda). I remember her very well, and she was so much fun. Us kids just loved her. Such a thoughtful gift and so neat to have these items, and to get a small idea of what my family members were like.
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