My mother was not like your mother! She tried to sell World Books to support our family when my dad worked at the UN in the 50’s, but was miserable and gave it up. She and my father went on to run a very successful bookstore on Cape Cod, but books sell themselves. Her super power was knowing what her customers wanted to read and ordering those books.
I think people 'buy' relationships and your mum's storytelling lies at the heart of building great relationships. Hope you have a cracking 100th in planning
Thanks for your lovely response, Lyn. Indeed, we've been planning for her hundred for years and just had a great time celebrating her 99th. All the best.
99! Fantastic! Love the reveal of her father not being good at sales, and her knowing the reason why! Also love her secret to longevity! That picture of you and her together is great. The title of your book is going to pull in lots of readers, I bet!
What a loving memory of a woman with eminently transferable skills. Her stories (forget true or not) made the objects people bought even more valuable.
Both in the jewelry business, my father was an excellent salesman. He knew just when to shut up.
My brother was awful. He talked people out of sales. His talking drove my father out of my brother’s store. Approaching Xmas when I helped out, my brother’s talking drove me up the wall. Also to get a PhD sociology. 🤷🏽
Your mom sounds like a force to be reckoned with. It does take some chutzpah to go through what she did and come out a winner. Great story!!
Oh, she will love hearing this comment, Gloria. Thank you.
Yeah the oldsters who grew up during the depression are a different breed altogether. It’s etched deeply into their personalities.
So true.
Great story of a powerhouse of a woman❣️
A powerhouse! She is going to love hearing this.
Wonderful story
Thanks, Ed.
Such a lovely story 🤍
Thank you!
What a great mom!
Laura, you described your mother,my aunt, to a T. Great article & pictures ❤️👏
Thank you so much, Lois. I'm so glad you think I captured her spirit.
My mother was not like your mother! She tried to sell World Books to support our family when my dad worked at the UN in the 50’s, but was miserable and gave it up. She and my father went on to run a very successful bookstore on Cape Cod, but books sell themselves. Her super power was knowing what her customers wanted to read and ordering those books.
Lovely Sally. Running a bookstore is a gift to the community. How great that your mom found a great way to use her talents professionally.
Such great memories of your mom. Thanks for sharing this with us Laura.
Loving your mum, Laura.
I think people 'buy' relationships and your mum's storytelling lies at the heart of building great relationships. Hope you have a cracking 100th in planning
Thanks for your lovely response, Lyn. Indeed, we've been planning for her hundred for years and just had a great time celebrating her 99th. All the best.
Would love you to join me on my Substack and read about some of the old ladies I grew up with. Would really value your thoughts 😊
99! Fantastic! Love the reveal of her father not being good at sales, and her knowing the reason why! Also love her secret to longevity! That picture of you and her together is great. The title of your book is going to pull in lots of readers, I bet!
Thank you so much, Courtney, and I'm glad you think my book's title will attract the readers I'm writing it for. All the best.
My dad was a teller of tales, as well. I never knew what to believe! In an alternate universe he was a writer, not a gym teacher.
How wonderful to hear. I bet his gym students appreciated his stories.
They 10000% did.
The photo of you both elicits such a warm feeling in me! Love this story!
Thank you, Rebecca! How kind of you.
Thanks for the uplifting story! So much better than the alternatives.
Thank you so much!
What a loving memory of a woman with eminently transferable skills. Her stories (forget true or not) made the objects people bought even more valuable.
Both in the jewelry business, my father was an excellent salesman. He knew just when to shut up.
My brother was awful. He talked people out of sales. His talking drove my father out of my brother’s store. Approaching Xmas when I helped out, my brother’s talking drove me up the wall. Also to get a PhD sociology. 🤷🏽
Love it, Irwin, knowing when to shut up. It's so coll that you have a shared experience from your family.
Great story, Laura! Thanks for sharing it.
Thanks, Abby! Great to connect with you here.