I loved this bracelet when I was a kid, though Mom rarely wore it. All I knew about it was that she acquired it during WW2, when she was an Army nurse serving on the front in France. She kept it in the little gold box, also picked up in France. The bracelet was the only piece of jewelry I wanted after Mom died.
Then, as I was reading through the 600+ letters I found in an old Army trunk, letters my mom and my dad wrote each other as Dad, an Army doctor, served on the German front, the pieces fell together. Dad wrote that Fritz, a trusted German prisoner in their British unit (more details in With Love, Wherever You Are!), was making coin bracelets for soldiers to send home to their wives, and Dad was thinking about getting Mom one. But a later letter said he’d decided they should collect coins from every place they were able to rendezvous. I ran to the little gold box and examined the coin bracelet.
Here’s what I can make out with a magnifier: 50 centimes 1922 “Commercie Industrie; Farthing 1943; Nazi Swastika and bird, 1941, and on the other side “Hitler Deutsch Reich Pfennig (I think); 1922; 5 Centimes 1932 “Liberte, Egalite, Fraternite”; 1944 coin has a stern-looking man’s head and says “Emanvele III”, 10, followed by a small c with a dot in it. I may have mistakes, as it’s hard to read. I welcome any input on these coins! But I felt as if I’d unearthed a treasure, so I wear this bracelet whenever I do a reading of With Love, Wherever You Are. http://www.dandibooks.com
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August 24, 2017 at 9:54 am |
What a beautiful story!
I’ve been thinking of you lots, Dandi, as my 103-year-old grandmother passed away in Missouri in July. No one else wanted her boxes of journals (can you believe that?) so I brought them home with me. What a thrill I’m having reading her thoughts on more than 50 years of her life! (from the 1960’s to about 2013) I’m wondering if other journals were misplaced, lost, tossed, etc. Oh well – at least I have these!
PS – I met you in Warrensburg at the Children’s Literature Festival several years ago.
August 24, 2017 at 10:52 am |
Susan, of course I know who you are! And I’m thrilled that you have those journals. What an amazing gift! Thank you for thinking of me–Dandi
August 24, 2017 at 11:39 am
Thank you for the smile this morning, Dandi! Have a great day!