I only knew one of my grandparents growing up. My Grandma Weishaar died when I was five years old, but one of the few things I remember about her, was this cookie jar. Imagine that, fond childhood memories that involve cookies. ;)
Anyway, when my Grandma passed away, they had an estate sale and sold all of the stuff in her house that family members didn't want, including this cookie jar. But oddly enough, 25 years later, I discovered it in my mother-in-law's basement. She had bought it at the estate sale, oh so many years ago. How crazy is that?
