Harriett Spratt with her children, Robert A and John ~1910
I love hats… but I’m not sure I could have pulled off these hats. These are HATS.
This is my husband’s grandmother. Her name was Harriet, and “yes, they called her Hattie”. (I recently wrote about Robert A Spratt – her husband.) It is unfortunate just how little I know about her. This picture is actually a print we had made from the original glass plate that we possess. I didn’t even know these glass plates existed until both my in-laws had passed away and I was cleaning out the house. When I saw some of the things, I wept. I never heard any stories. I never had the opportunity to ask, “Did she wear hats all her life or just when she was young?”
Some people call it story-telling; but it is more about sharing. Sharing our roots and memories of times past. I’m sure some of our nieces & nephews grow tired of hearing the same stories over and over again when we have our family get-togethers; but I think it is so important that the next generations hear the stories and can repeat them again and again.
YOUR TURN
What stories are you going to pass down in your family? Will there be any hats involved?
