Another Sweet Memory

3 Feb


Judy Wills



Fred and I were in Cracker Barrel recently,


Credit Google search and Cracker Barrel website



and I saw a mother and grandmother come in with two little girls.  The girls each had on a sweater “cape.”  And that reminded me of another cape.


When we lived in Wiesbaden, Germany (1967-1970), our Karen was born.  We had all the cold-weather outfits for her to wear in those cold winter days.  But along about 1969, shortly before we returned stateside, she was getting old enough to have something other than footed cover ups.  Since I liked to sew garments, I made her a cape.  It was bright red, fuzzy fabric (Trivera, I think), and I lined it with a plaid flannel.  It was nice and toasty warm for her.  I remember she had a pretty, velour-type hat, but I didn’t make it for her.  I’m not sure where she got it, but I just know I didn’t make it.  Perhaps Frau Katie made it for her.  She was talented that way.  Here is a picture of Karen in the cape and hat.



This picture was taken in our quarters at Loring AFB, Maine in 1971.  She was still wearing the cape and hat, even though she had probably out-grown them both. But she really seemed to enjoy wearing them.

But that’s not the end of the story.  A few years ago, we were with Karen and her family near Chicago, and her daughter, Katie, showed me a couple of items she had for her doll.  One was that cape.  I think I said something like, “oh, you still have this, hmmm?”  And she replied something like, “yeah, Mom gave it to me.” Her eyes popped open when I told her that I was the one who had actually MADE that cape for her mother to wear! She had no idea the significance of that cape.

I would like to think that it meant more to her after that, knowing that I had made that cape for her mother.  I do know that when I find things from my mother or grandmother, that it means a great deal more to me than it did before I knew that.

Along that line, I wrote a blog/post about the mirror that Karen and Brian have over their fireplace mantle.



Brian knew that we gave it to them, but it wasn’t until I told him that it was the mirror that was hanging over the fireplace in the house I grew up in, that it gave meaning to that mirror.  (Please see my post on June 5, 2016 – Family Treasures – Part 1)


My brother, Bill and myself, Albuquerque, 1952 – the mirror behind us


Judy and the mirror – 1956

It was part of my family history and had significance to Karen and Brian.  I just love this stuff!  There is much to be said about passing along items and treasures and stories from the past to the latest generations.  I do have to admit that much of those “treasures” may not hold significance to the younger generations until they are older.  But the items and stories are there, in any case.

All of that from seeing two little girls in capes! What a sweet memory.

JUDYJudy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years
Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing.
Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.
After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.
She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins.
She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

2 Responses to “Another Sweet Memory”

  1. Onisha Ellis February 5, 2019 at 8:35 pm #

    I think it is important to keep the family stories alive. Somewhere along the way they will touch someone.


  2. divoran09 February 3, 2019 at 6:30 am #



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