My granny used to have a cane with a flask! I don't know what happened to it. Probably one of my cousins adopted it!
I came about my cane in an odd way.
I was at an art and antique show as a vendor, with my bestie. We were showing our beadwork and a lady who owned a local gallery had stopped by our tent to chat.
About that time, a huge thundercloud came up beyond the ridge and the wind started blowing like mad. Then the rain started and we were grabbing our wares and frantically putting them in our bags so they wouldn't be ruined by the rain.
About that time, a huge gust of wind blew our tent inside out and all three of us made a "run" for it to find shelter in the porch of a farmhouse that was on the property. The lady who owned the gallery also owned a cane. For some reason she left it under our tent and walked to the farmhouse with us, leaving it behind.
When the weather lifted, we all went back to our tents to assess the damages
( others, such as potters and woodturners, were not as fortunate as we to be able to protect there wares)
When we went back to our tent, it was an awful mess, but we were able to salvage everything but the tent. We were practically up to our knees in mud.
I looked down and saw a cane. I looked and looked but never found the woman.
I threw the cane in my van and headed home. I remembered that she gave me her card. I tried calling. No answer. I knew she had my card. She never called.
A few weeks later, I went to her gallery. It was locked. I forgot about the cane and it rode in the back of my van for six years. And here we are!
It's not a sexy cane...its blue metal in sort of a basket weave pattern. I think it matches the color of my phone! If I'm going to have to use one for awhile, I'd like one that better suits my personality.
A word about walkers...they should have cupholders and baskets!
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As Clipless said, practice heel/toe walking and lengthen your stride. Better to use the cane than fall. ( You know the saying, "Pride goeth before a fall".)
