from a domestic's point of view
My dear Aunt Ruth worked as a domestic in one of the fine old St. Louis family's home. She told the funniest stories, but one of her favorite lines was "I don't know why we have to change the company's sheets every day, we only change the family sheets once a week." Years and years later, I was working at the bank when a customer with a familiar name came to my window. It was the baby she reared for the family-and he was thrilled to find she was alive and thriving all those years later. And on a side note: Mama taught all of us to iron beginning with Dad's handkerchiefs and sheets and pillow slips. How times have changed!!
