On Sunday mornings we would walk down the street to church and everyone just loved
Miss Lizzie (my great grandmother). After church while dinner was cooking we would watch Shirley Temple movies on TV. Dinner was always wonderful!! My great grandmother was a wonderful cook (though if I never have liver hash again I will be happy!!!!)
One of the things my sister and I would do is pull out Nana's old tin of buttons and play with them! We would play with them for the longest time and the treasures we would find were just wonderful. I don't recall what happened to that old tin of buttons but I remember the hours of joy we had.
When Nana died I inherited many of her things. One was the box at the top of this post. I use this box to store all of my buttons. After years of saving I still don't have a fraction of what she had. Who knows, maybe someday my grandchildren will enjoy going through my button collection.
I don't know what the wonder with buttons is. I guess it is that buttons come in thousands of colors, shapes and designs!
I am not sure if it began in my great grandmother's living room but I am still fascinated by buttons. As a matter of fact I have a collection at school that I bring out for the kids to play with (they sort, pattern, count and just enjoy the feel of the buttons!). Over the years families have donated to the collections. I hope that I spark a memory in one of my students someday when they come across a collection of buttons.