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Random Ramble… Rambler Rose

For years I have lugged around my grandmother’s silverware neatly rolled up in green felt carriers with individual spaces for each utensil. The silverware is stained and tarnished, a bit beat up. I’ve never used them for eating and no one has ever suggested that we might polish up the silver for dinner. I hung onto the collection knowing that it had belonged to my grandmother and I always had a twinge of guilt when I thought of getting rid...