A Small Mystery in a Small Silver Spoon

A tiny bit of New England History

I inherited my paternal grandmother’s silver. That it went to me rather than to one of my older sisters or one of my cousins was only because my wife and I had taken over family Thanksgiving dinners when our family was just beginning. My grandmother wanted that dinner with the large plates and the real silver place settings that had the family tradition for years, so she gave them to us.