Could hardly believe my eyes when I spotted a bermuda bag laying there on the seat of the pew. I felt my face flushing and the tears coming to my eyes. Could it be? Was it really a bermuda bag?
I tapped the lady on the shoulder and asked "did you get your purse at Pappagallo?" She shook her head "yes". "Brings back lots of memories" I said. "Wish I still had mine". She smiled and shook her head 'yes' as though she understood exactly what I was feeling.
My sister & I loved these silly little purses. My sister even made her own covers that matched her outfits. I was never quite that ambitious.
For those who don't know what a bermuda bag is . . .