Wednesday, November 15, 2006
A lost "show and tell" opportunity if there ever was one:
Here's something you don't see everyday. You are looking at a piece of bread that is 130 years old, give or take a couple of weeks. I have a small box of it - brittle, wafer thin, the greenish brown of old parchment - and know what it is because of an extraordinary letter that was preserved along with it in my great grandmother's desk explaining its origins. It does not explain why anyone thought to keep it and pass it on to future generations, but 92 years after the letter was written and the bread mailed to Elizabeth New Jersey from New Mexico Territory, both were given to me by my Great Aunt Margie who thought it might make an interesting item for show and tell, if we had such a thing in the 4th grade.
Walking the Berkshires has been a veritable cabinet of curiousities the last couple of weeks. Just keep scrolling.