When I announced my engagement of marriage, 43 years ago, mom gave me this wooden bowl. She had a wooden bowl that I always admired. We use our bowl for everything. It’s our TV popcorn bowl, our fruit bowl, our salad bowl, sometimes it houses our mail, and from time to time my grandsons collect items and store them in this bowl. As presents go, it was our first. Many of the other presents that were on our “registry” have come & gone, while this bowl still sits regally on our kitchen counter. Our wooden bowl has developed a beautiful patina reflecting its age and use. I am always delighted to use and look at this bowl. But the most important thing about this bowl is the memory it triggers of Mom.