The Last Green Pyrex Bowl: Things Meant to Be Used
- Carol Lindsay
- Jan 21
- 1 min read

The day after my granddaughter broke the first—hopefully of many—of my mother’s Duncan glasses, I looked up at the top shelf of my kitchen cabinet and noticed a green bowl.
That bowl was a wedding present for my parents in the 1940s. It’s been around a long time. Â
I know it was originally a set of four, because my mother told me and I remember when there were four. This is the last bowl standing.
I have so many memories tied to that green bowl: spaghetti, potato salad, doughdaddles, chicken soup—countless meals my mom served in it. After my mom died, I put the bowl high up in the cabinet and thought, I don’t want this to get broken.
But standing there yesterday, I asked myself a different question, why don’t I want it to get broken?
Who am I saving it for?
I Googled the bowl and confirmed it’s a vintage Pyrex from the 1940s, produced through the 1970s. On a good day, I could probably sell it for thirty dollars. Or someone might pick it up at Goodwill.
The question returned: What am I hanging on to?
Only six people in the world know what that bowl has held. Three of them have dementia.
What exactly am I preserving?
I pulled the bowl down from the shelf and put it in the dishwasher.
It will break eventually.
And when it does, I think I’ll be happy, not sad, knowing it fulfilled its destiny the way it was meant to:
Serving meals.