Found my great-grandma's sewing box from the 1940s in the attic
I mean, it's just a simple wooden box with a broken latch, but it's still full of her spools and thimbles. My mom said she used to make all her own clothes in their house in Scranton, even during the war when fabric was rationed. It's wild to hold something she used every single day, idk, it just makes that time feel real. Does anyone else have an heirloom that makes you think about how different daily life was back then?