This Piquette watch belonged to my great-grandmother Mami-Mia. It was passed down to my mom on her eighth birthday as her family drove Mami-Mia to the airport in Puerto Rico, where she'd fly back home to New York City. She visited her two daughters in Mayaguez and Levittown Lakes, where my grandparents and mother lived with the rest of my aunts and uncles. Mami-Mia had gotten the watch re-banded with a brown leather strap, which my mom switched to leather links when the band finally wore out. I asked my mom why she was the only one of her five siblings to get the watch. She said it was because she was closest to Mami-Mia and would spend her time in the kitchen watching her cook, or looking on with her as she read the newspaper on the couch. I've realized that those little moments bring me close to my grandmother as well, and realize the bond that a small artifact like a watch has in memorializing a life. 

– Angelina Fay

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