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14 October 2014

Aprons.

Good memories and food for thoughts.
                                                                                                            (Notice that a "Medium" is a size 14-16)

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Remember making an apron in Home EC? Remember Home EC? If we have to explain "Home EC" you may delete this. I just don't have the energy anymore. Read on.


The History of 'APRONS'
     I don't think our kids know what an apron is.  The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath because she only had a few and because it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and aprons required less material.  But along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.  It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
     From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
     When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids.  And when the weather was cold, Grandma wrapped it around her arms.
     Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove. Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron. 
From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.
     In the autumn, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.  When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much   furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
     When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men folk knew it was time Ito come in from the fields to dinner.
     It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that 'old-time apron' that served so many purposes.
     Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool.  Her granddaughters set theirs on the window sill to thaw.

     The government would go crazy now trying to figure out how many germs were on that apron.  I don't think I ever caught anything from an apron- but love...


Side note:   Growing up when aprons were used, of course I carried on the tradition.  In the mid-70's I went to a craft show and there was a display of aprons and on the table sat a bib apron in denim with red-plaid trim.  I've been a denim girl for as long as I can remember so this one was perfect for me.  I have used that same apron until this day.  I can't imagine risking damaging clothes when working in the kitchen when aprons keep clothing clean and at the same time carry on a beautiful tradition.   Traditions keep us connected to the past which is very important to me.
     Having two daughters, they each had their own aprons when they were little girls.  It's what Moms do - they share traditions with their children.

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