My Grandfather was a mailman many years ago in the countryside around a tiny town in Iowa. He delivered the mail by horse and carriage...And my grandmother, a young little thing in those days, was on his route.
He tried his best to find opportunities to talk to her and get to know her better.
They did become friends and they started "going together".
The first Christmas together he gave her this watch. If you look closely you can make out her initials on the watch cover in the first photo.
And their daughter, Edna, documented it for me.
The watch needs a new crystal and is not working now. It is hard to find someone that knows how to work on these old watches, it is becoming a lost art.
The first Christmas together he gave her this watch. If you look closely you can make out her initials on the watch cover in the first photo.
And their daughter, Edna, documented it for me.
The watch needs a new crystal and is not working now. It is hard to find someone that knows how to work on these old watches, it is becoming a lost art.
So romantic! I love that story!
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