Here I am at eleven months old in October, 1956.
Here, from the bottom, are three 1955 wheat pennies; the heart-shaped locket that was my first piece of jewelry; my hospital baby bracelet with my last name - yup, my maiden name is PINK!; a silhouette charm with my name and birth date, from my maternal grandma's bracelet; and a poem my mother had cut out of the newspaper after I was born. (See below the photo for the words.)
Oh, I would buy you costly silks,
And satins fine and rare,
For naught but beauty should adorn
A child so sweet, so fair.
But I could travel far and wide
Yet vainly would I seek
To match the silken of thy hair
The satin of thy cheek.
BEULAH FENDERSON SMITH
Wells, Me. (Maine)
These rings were, on left, my paternal grandfather's (whom I never met). The band is sterling, but no idea if the stone is a gem or just glass. The ring on the right has a story. My dad had brought the topaz back from WWII. I can't remember exactly where - he was mostly in the Mediterranean. When he met my mom, after the war, he made it into a ring for her but, being a soft stone, it chipped easily. So it's been that way ever since! (You can see the chip on the upper right.)
Check out all the other vintagey things at Coloradolady's blog. Have a very vintage day!