HUNTING HISTORY — BORN WITH A SILVER SPOON IN HIS MOUTH
Cleaning out and/or hunting through drawers seems to be a never-ending project around here. Mainly because I always ending up returning the items I discover to yet another drawer to examine on yet another day. Last week I happened to open the yet another drawer where I had stuffed every thing I had found last time I cleaned drawers. This time I photographed all the found items so I would be able to have them at hand as I researched them.
Now I might not have been born with a silver spoon in my mouth, but I sure in the hell was fed my baby food from one. Actually, all three of my mother’s sons were feed with this spoon when they were babies — over a ten-year period that is.
The obverse of the spoon shows a little boy drumming while sitting on a block with the letters HAP on one side. The inscription under the illustration is RUB A DUB DUB.
The reverse shows the PYRAMID OF THE ALPHABET under a stack of blocks and the words OH LOOK HOW HIGH.
I knew the spoon was silver, because it was totally tarnished like old silver gets.
As I studied the illustration, I realized that it looked like an illustration from one of the old OZ books which vastly predated my birthdate.
So I went on-line to research a Rub-a-dub-dub silver baby spoon and the first thing that popped up was my spoon. Only I don’t think the spoon was my spoon. I thing it was my father’s.
Sterling silver 3 1/2″ straight handle baby spoon without a monogram. The charming children’s patterns on this spoon were by the Weidlich Sterling Spoon Company, Bridgeport, CT – 1915
That information coincides with my father’s first birthday. And the Vintage Silver Company that was selling it was asking $115 for it. Of course, their spoon was polished.
But I was fed with it … for a couple of years, anyway.