When the Dexter Presbyterian Church bought new children’s chairs for Sunday School. They offered the old small wooden ones for $2.50. Mom asked to buy one. Someone asked her why, since she didn’t even have any grandchildren.
Well, Mom (Doris) had some history with those small scuffed chairs. When the Wilson family first moved to the Dexter area, her father Clabe was a tenant farmer southeast of town. The owner not only attended the Presbyterian Church, he lived near the church.
At least the three oldest Wilson children attended Sunday School at the Dexter Presbyterian Church. Here they are, dressed up on Easter 1925, ready to go to Sunday School. (Doris is wearing the green pongee dress her mother made.)
So, these three Wilson kids sat on those little chairs during the 1920s.
Doris’s own daughters (Joy and Gloria) attended the same Sunday School with their Neal cousins during the late 1940s and 1950s, where we learned to sing “Jesus Loves Me” and “Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam.”
One of Doris’s daughters (Joy) became the mother of her only grandchild (Dan), whose own small daughter (Kate, age 4 1/2) will enjoy owning the heirloom chair, I hope, especially because of the stories that come with it.
The only thing better than an heirloom is an heirloom with a story!