I have always been drawn to vintage aprons….there’s a sense of connection to the woman who wore them.
I thought of my Grandma’s who wore them, how they looked, and how strange it was when they didn’t have one on?
I scored over 15 vintage aprons at the barn sale I keep mentioning …and I began to think about all the Grandma’s who wore aprons.
All the meals cooked and house cleaning done with them on.
Drying on a clothes line and blowing in the wind…
Swaying with each breeze.
Grandma’s Apron Poem
The strings were tied, it was freshly washed, and maybe even pressed.
For Grandma, it was everyday to choose one when she dressed.
The simple apron that it was, you would never think about;
the things she used it for, that made it look worn out.
She may have used it to hold some wildflowers that she’d found.
Or to hide a crying child’s face when a stranger came around.
Imagine all the little tears that were wiped with just that cloth.
Or it became a potholder to serve some chicken broth.
She probably carried kindling to stoke the kitchen fire.
To hold a load of laundry, or to wipe the clothesline wire.
When canning all her vegetables, it was used to wipe her brow.
You never know, she might have used it to shoo flies from the cow.
She might have carried eggs in from the chicken coop outside.
Whatever chore she used it for, she did them all with pride.
When Grandma went to heaven, God said she now could rest.
I’m sure the apron that she chose, was her Sunday best.
-by Tina Trivett-
(original Grandma’s Apron Poem written by Tina for her beloved Grandma)
All different shapes, styles and colors…
Some worn, torn and stained…
The original poem after years of editing….
I don’t think our kids know what an apron is.
The principal use of Grandma’s apron was to protect the dress underneath, because she only had a few, it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and they used less material, but along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.
It was wonderful for drying children’s tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears…
From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids.
And when the weather was cold grandma wrapped it around her arms.
Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.
Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.
From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables.
After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.
In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men-folk knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that ‘old-time apron’ that served so many purposes.
A music video about Grandma’s Apron….hope you enjoy it as much as I did. Caution…it did bring tears to my eyes.
The video is one of the greatest depictions of the past.
Reading the poem, and watching the video, brought back floods of memories of both my Grandmothers. Aprons are now a reminder of a bygone era. But I am sure we, of a certain age, had a Granny that wore an apron.
I’d hate to think of aprons not being a part of our heritage…
How about we as mother’s, aunt’s, sister’s or grandma’s print the original poem and then purchase a vintage (old) apron and give it a daughter, niece, daughter-in-law as a present to keep this tradition alive!