These hankies belonged to my Grams. When she died, they were one of the things I asked to have, because I used to love to open her top dresser drawer and look through them, choosing my favorites and arranging them this way and that. If I was staying the night, I would pick a hankie from the drawer and use it to cover a small, china dog she kept on her bedside table. The dog had to be tucked in very carefully before I could go to sleep.
My mom remembers being told to always have a clean hankie when she went out, "in case anything happens." I'm not sure what scenarios Grams had in mind, but her hankies obviously came in handy for the usual purposes, including dabbing at her eyes, as this mascara-stained example shows. I wonder if they were happy tears or sad?
Some of my favorites have lipstick stains in familiar Grams colors. She always liked lipsticks and nail polishes in sort of dark coral, terra cotta colors. My mom tells me that any of the hankies trimmed in tatting or crochet would have been the work of the nuns in the family. She says you would never see them without some sort of handwork. They were always working on something and would give these as gifts whenever they visited.
Considering I can't get the hang of crocheting at all, I'm really impressed by these. I wish they were still around to teach me how to do this.
Some hankies for the Christmas season. I like to imagine that they were little gifts from someone. I can just see my Grams with a Christmas brooch on her coat and a poinsettia hankie tucked in her purse.
This must have been one of her favorites, because it shows a lot of wear. It kind of reminds me of the way her house was decorated, with lots of flowers and pretty colors.
The next few are some of my favorites. This one just stands out as being so different from all the rest--the colors, the design.
And this one is so cheerful! The print combined with the crochet edge is just too cute.
This isn't the fanciest hankie, but I like that it's simple and bright.
And this one is just absolutely darling, with the all-over print and the bows. Oh, the bows!
This is the one I chose most often when I tucked the china dog in for the night.
Finding this cache in the blanket chest and looking through the hankies brought back memories of my Grams, but I was still questioning whether or not I should keep them. Are they beautiful? Well, some of them are, and others aren't really my taste. Besides that, they were just stuffed in the glove box of a blanket chest. What use were they serving?
Ah, that's it! What if they were useful? Once upon a time, when they were being used the way in which they were intended, they were useful. Why not put them back to work? Now I don't think I'd give up my Puffs Plus with Lotion when I have a cold, but for regular, everyday use they're soft and pretty and a little reminder of my Grams!