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Not My Mother’s Dinner Table

How politeness ebbed and flowed and the plates no longer matched

Table with mismatched plates set for a big family dinner. Photo credit: Catherine Dunn-Gilbert

When my mother set the table for dinner for guests, it was with matching plates and crystal water glasses.

I didn’t have more than a few plates the same after not too many years of parenting. Purchasing another set of different plates seemed to be the way of it. Eventually the table…

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“The longer I live, the more beautiful life becomes.” (Frank Lloyd Wright) Non-fiction pieces, personal essays and occasional poems that explore how we feel about how we age and offer tips for getting the most out of life.

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