As I said earlier, she was as sweet as they come. And she had collected marbles forever. Her son, who was about 60 years old at the time, told me he remembered getting dragged around hunting for marbles with her when he was kid!
Here's a little box of trinkets, exactly as I found it in her collection - it's one of my favorite things. The wee German is 7/16".
And at the risk of sounding sappy, I will say that I am at a stage of marble collecting and life where I have come to the realization that, while I definitely love marbles, what I cherish the most are the experiences I have had and the friends and memories I have made because of them.
🙂