CREDOS : Lost heirloom — III

The lady and I made polite conversation and she asked if I was waiting for a ride. I told her that I was waiting for the storm to subside so that I could walk out to my car. She laughed, telling me that I sounded like a sensible young woman. I told her that she bore a striking resemblance to my late grandmother and she seemed very pleased to hear this. I also told her about my grandmother’s glasses — how she promised them to me, but they were misplaced, while we shifted from our old home.

I also mentioned that my grandmother had been strongly influenced by the writings of Elizabeth Cady Stanton and Susan B Anthony, pre-eminent advocates of women’s rights. Grandmother strongly believed that women should be allowed to excel in business, hold political positions, and reap the same opportunities that were reserved for men.

“I agree with her wholeheartedly. By the way,” she asked, leaning slightly forward in her chair, “did your grandmother wear hats?” “Oh yes,” I said. “She never left the house without wearing a hat and gloves.” “Look in one of her hatboxes for the glasses,” she said. “I just feel very confident that you will find them there.”

I was stunned by her suggestion. I couldn’t remember whether or not I had any of my grandmother’s old hatboxes, but I promised to take a look when I got home. I also told her that the clothesline would be ruined in this terrible storm. “Oh, I doubt it,” she said, with twinkling eyes. —