Posted 2 months ago
Fortapache’s recent post of his old clothes iron jogged my memory about my own old iron, although mine is a feather weight in comparison.
Mine was the childhood toy of my aunt, born in 1917. She died in 1951 a few days prior to my birth,; I was named after her and my dad put her Dover Dolly Iron away for me.
It measures only a tad over 2.5 inches tall,
The heavy cast iron “insert” part could have actually been heated on the stove just like the adult versions of irons were meant to do.
The handle is made of wood to stay cool and the outer part latches on to the base.
It’s a family treasure to me, an item linking me to an aunt I never knew.
I do visit her grave periodically and recently enlisted my immediate family in a tombstone cleaning day. We cleaned 3 age-blackened tombstones that day, including hers and 2 of her siblings who had died as babies.
Thanks for having a look. Comments welcomed.