My stepmother still polishes the silver, cutlery mostly they use it everyday, it was handed down to her by her mother. It was apparently buried for some years during the American civil war. I can see my stepmother in many of the houses we lived in growing up and she is standing in the kitchen in rubber gloves with the silver all laid out in front of her and she is rubbing it all with various cloths and compounds. There was also a certain amount of complaining about the silver polishing but that is a story for another day.
Today as I rinsed out one of my many plastic Rubbermaid tubs and thought, this is where our culture is going. All we have left are these rubber tubs to clean and maintain, scrubbing away the bird and mouse turds. Where's all the silver? Sold away at Silver and Gold parties perhaps, sold away to pay your monthly note. These tubs stick around, ever useful to store your things whether or not there is a structure around them.
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