Looking at the images on the postcards I could see why so many people like to collect all things Halloween. The witches, black cats, lots of jack-o-lanterns and other symbols were quite colorful and innocently…
Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
Posted in Ephemera/Paper/Documents, and Halloween
Looking at the images on the postcards I could see why so many people like to collect all things Halloween. The witches, black cats, lots of jack-o-lanterns and other symbols were quite colorful and innocently…
It had a wide middle reminiscent of a pot-bellied stove, and its function was not far removed from that of its lookalike. This tin metal item with the iron feet and gold leaf design was…
“Jesus,” I heard the woman say in a voice of controlled disbelief behind me. “Jesus,” she said again. We both stood before wrought-iron shackles that had perhaps been on the ankles of an enslaved African…
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The first thing I saw was a cow’s head and then a horse’s head, and the items reminded me of Halloween. Looking closer, I saw that they were likely props from a theater. Here they…
Someone at the auction house had placed the red “thing” up high, resting on top of a stool on top of another piece of furniture. I wasn’t sure what it was, but it looked like something…
The cover of the postcard folder was interesting but unassuming. I’d seen plenty of these early folders of scenic areas around the country. Vacationers would buy them as souvenirs. This one was a little different, though, because the…
The metal and wood hangers were the first to catch my eye. One was quite beautiful in its construction – a curved piece of wood attached to thin metal that reminded me of two oversized…
A friend of mine took a trip a few months ago to Niagara Falls. I believe it was her first time there, and though she enjoyed going, she didn’t seem too impressed with the falls.…
After a while, the woman’s words became a chorus. “It’s overwhelming,” she kept saying as she walked among glass cases of Disney collectibles in the auction-house room. Every now and then, she’d stop to observe…