I think I have mentioned before how I have my grandmothers pressure canner.
She gave it to me many years ago; probably 10 years ago. It had been stored in her basement, unused for some years. She wanted someone to have it that would put it to good use. It is a National Pressure company pressure cooker. That company was bought out by Presto some many, many years ago. There is a date on the bottom of Jan 3 1945. My grandmother was 26. My dad was just about to celebrate his 6th birthday. When I got it, the weight that sits on top was missing, and the rubber gasket needed replacing. The county extension office checked it out for me and claimed it worked fine, but those items needed replacing. After some research, I was able to find and order the parts from Presto. When they arrived, I also found out we were unable to get the old vent part out in order to put on the new vent and weight. Once again Presto came to the rescue. For the cost of shipping, I was able to send the parts and lid to their company and they replaced the parts themselves and sent it back. I have used it every year since. No where near as shiny as when it was new (but then neither am I ), this thing works every year without fail. The faded, dull areas speak of years of hard work by loving mothers, whether Grandmommy or myself, providing for their family.
This summer, at almost 96 years of age, my grandmother joined my brother, my grandfather, and other members of my family in heaven. When I first received the canner I liked the thought of having that link to my past, but with her passing on, that link is priceless. With every jar I take out of this canner, she is there. We work together, she and I. I couldn't do what I do without her gift to me. That heritage is something I value beyond words. So Grandmommy, I wanted to show you what we did this year! You and I! Thank you for continuing to help me provide for my family even now.
So the season has wrapped up and the time has come for my canner to have a break. But, Grandmommy, while the canner may be placed back on the shelf, you never will be. I love you and miss you. Know you are in my thoughts always.