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© Marlene Moore Gordon
As a little girl, I was in awe of my mother's china teacups; each unique, delicate and exquisite. For special occasions I helped her to set the dining table. "Just carry one at a time, and be sure to use both hands," she would caution, letting me know that her teacups were very precious to her.
With the passing years, Mom's collection grew. We discovered most of them together, exploring the dusty shelves of neighboring antique shops. She safeguarded her fragile treasures in the glass-fronted mahogany cabinet of our family dining room. Her gentle touch ensured not a single chip or crack among them. READ MORE: