Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
Posted in Architecture/Buildings, Folklore, and Gardening
I grew up on a farm in a rural area just outside Macon, GA, where most of the water for cooking and drinking came from a well. My grandfather had erected a faucet near the backyard…
“Do you like them?” the auction-goer asked me as we stood in front of a table at the auction house. He had seen me rifle through a box and spread out about a dozen envelopes…
I remember this, the female auction-goer said with surprised excitement as she spotted a vintage brown mechanical horse near the front of a room at the auction house. I was standing near it, alone, eyeing…
Posted in Art
I had almost breezed past the print when its fiery colors forced me into a double-take. The splashes of reds and a bold spot of yellow popped against the black background and just about willed…
Posted in Books
I got the email from Donna after she’d tried to find a Nicodemus book on her own. She’d been looking for a book about the little boy and his shoes, she wrote, but couldn’t seem…
I don’t know much about hockey or my city’s team the Philadelphia Flyers. But when I saw two long rows of Canada Dry soda cans with the team’s winged symbol on a shelf at the…
I remember 20 years ago, Tyler Perry said, when there were only 30 people in the audience. On this day on a beautiful Sunday afternoon in Philadelphia, he could see a lot more than 30 just…
When I saw the ink outline of two musicians on the auction website, I immediately looked for a signature on the drawing. It was signed “David Stone Martin,” and somewhere deep in my mind, I…
I had arrived at the auction house late on purpose. This was the day of one of its Modern Design sales, so I knew I could afford very little on the tables, floors or walls.…
I was picking over some disparate items in a box at auction when I spotted a round paddle board with wooden chickens on the top. It reminded me of the paddle ball toys I’d played…
