CSotD: Semper Paratus, mom-style
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Just enough of an exaggeration to be funny. Stone Soup hits the mark again.
My mother didn't carry a change of clothes for herself in her purse, but, boy, the rest of it was in there. She carried a cloth diaper for years after any of us were young enough to need a diaper. That wasn't what it was for — it was for everything else.
I remember one Sunday, we were sitting in church and some kid in the next family over began to *urp*. She had that diaper out of her purse and under his chin like Zorro flicking a bullwhip. Kid barfed right into it while his own mother looked like she'd just seen Wonder Woman.
Which she had.
With the nest having been empty a good 40 years or so, Mom carries a much smaller purse these days. But the old one wasn't really that big — it was sort of like a clown car, or a magician's top hat.
And she still carries this reputation:
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