>Buttons (by Abraham Lincoln)


My mother had a metal, round, box with a lid so full of buttons she had saved that the button box was the answer to many pieces of clothes I wore with a button missing. Like my 1st grade school picture. My overall strap on one side had a button but the other side was pinned. Until she could sew on a button. Long underwear had a flap in back that was buttoned. A long time in unbuttoning the flap was often the precursor to disaster. Mom cut them off and made a slit that seemed to spread apart about the same time my rear end hit the outhouse hole.
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