Mom kept the pitcher on a high shelf in her kitchen, and after she passed away all of us wanted it. I can't remember who ended up with it after she passed away, but by that time I'd found one just like it and kept it on a high shelf in my kitchen, where it made me smile every time I saw it.
The collection continued to grow: I found a small green one when we were on vacation in Oregon last summer, and two stained pale yellow ones from a friend's resale group. Another green one was an eBay find, and made an adventurous journey from the wilds of northern Montana through blizzard conditions to the seller's mailbox, and eventually to me. We shared many messages back and forth during the saga.
The latest addition came from a Facebook friend. He saw a photo of my collection in a vintage kitchen group I belong to, and thought I needed a cobalt blue cream pitcher, so he sent me one as a gift. It has found its place on the shelf of ball pitchers, a shelf that contains many stories now, and always makes me smile.
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