My grandma passed on when I was 10 in 1954. She was a midwife and delivered me at home. She was in her 70's then. I can still remember going to visit her and she always had a starched white apron on over her dress. And she always had shiny dimes in the pocket for the grandkids. I used to wonder if she slept in those aprons. I never saw her without that apron.