Everything Old Is New Again

In 2013, I wrote a post (click here) about a sweater My Mother The Dowager Duchess knitted for my father in 1949. Having finally been outgrown by my father, the sweater sat in a drawer until around 1969 when he passed it on to me. I wore it into the late 1980s until I too outgrew it. I then gave the sweater to my cousin Evie for her son, Evan. I didn’t know if Evan would want it but I figured, if he didn’t, Evie could give it to charity.

THE DUCHESS AND THE SWEATER.
CONEY ISLAND, NEW YORK.  SUMMER 1949.
ME WITH A FRIEND AND THE SWEATER.
NEW HAVEN, CONNECTICUT.  WINTER 1986.

Evie has always had a difficult time parting with things of sentimental value. I didn’t know about that in the 1980s. Last year, while San Geraldo and I were visiting the Duchess, Evie arrived with my favorite sweater. And it fit (snugly)! I can no longer wear it with a shirt and tie, but that’s not my style anymore anyway.

NEARLY 66 YEARS OLD… NOT ME, THE SWEATER!
SANDPIPER RESTAURANT, FUENGIROLA.  WINTER 2015.

“Don’t throw the past away. You might need it some rainy day.”

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

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