Vintage China and Silver Replacement Sets
My Mom came to live with me when her health began to decline. We had time to sit and talk and share before each new stage that brought her closer to the brink of not knowing me at all.
Alzheimer’s took pieces of her mind in stops and starts. About the time I thought she was in a good place; no pain or crying–she would slip into another dark hole of misery and sorrow.
While she was still aware of her own identity, we spent hours discussing her childhood. The things she had and the things she did without. Mom grew up during the depression. I still remember those days and wish we had more of them.
Now, I only have memories of Mom on Mother’s Day. I lost her right after Mother’s Day a few years ago. Alzheimer’s stole her long before then but she passed away 8 years ago.
Her memory began its regression many years ago.
10 Years? Maybe 20.
During the last few years, she could remember starting kindergarten but couldn’t remember her husband who had passed away a few years earlier. Toward the end, my Mom thought I was the nice lady who took care of her. She called me daughter but had no idea what the word “daughter” actually meant.
Mom had saved a large box filled with items her mother (my grandmother) had left for my two brothers and myself. Handmade Quilts, frilly doilies, and some china and dinnerware from the early 1900’s.
For many months Mom and I sorted through Grandma’s Box. We touched the intricate patterns on each doily and felt the aged glass on antique pieces of dinnerware. We were in awe with the stunning pieces of Lefton China and those gorgeous florals.
A Carnival Glass Ruby Red Pitcher with 8 glasses sat on the hutch in my Mom’s kitchen for as long as I can remember. She told me the history of her brother winning the complete set for her at a carnival in Oklahoma in 1934 when she was just a little girl. The complete set stands in my hutch now.
As we sorted all of Mom’s lovely treasures, we found many sets with missing pieces. A china cup without a saucer or dinner fork without a spoon. Together Mom and I purchased books and catalogs about replacements for aged pottery, china, glasses, etc.
We had so much fun with those books. Mom recognized so many pieces that aren’t around anymore. A porcelain doll dressed as Little Red Riding Hood. Mom was astounded at the cost to buy that little glass figurine now. If you could find it-at all–
I found many souvenirs from Mom’s box and Grandma’s box and kept much of Mom’s Collections in tact. Now, my own cardboard box grows full with doilies and dolls and dinnerware. Maybe one day my daughters and I will open it together.
With Mom, I realized how important Collector Pieces can be. If you have a set of dinnerware, or glassware, or family China that’s suffered break, I hope this list might help to fill your cardboard box for the next generation.
I’ve found many sought after China pieces including Lefton China Replacements, and Gibson China Replacements just to name a few.