I have no memories of the encyclopedia salesman. No one came to our door in rural Georgia trying to sell us encyclopedias that we could not afford. The only ones I ever saw were at…
Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
I have no memories of the encyclopedia salesman. No one came to our door in rural Georgia trying to sell us encyclopedias that we could not afford. The only ones I ever saw were at…
Posted in Ephemera/Paper/Documents, Movies, and Photos
The image of the black police officer with a raised gun was the first to spark a memory. I had seen that image somewhere, but where? Someone had cut the picture from another poster and…
Posted in Animals, collectibles, and Figurines
The tables were an amalgan of fox hunting and horse-show paraphernalia, signs of a life lived among horses and stables and hounds. In one room, trophies told of equestrian shows, riders and winners, along with…
I don’t usually look at clothes at auction, but the auctioneer was practically giving away some lovely coats and suits at this one. I could donate them to charity, I pondered, as I listened to…
Posted in Architecture/Buildings, Auction, and School
The woman was a solitary figure in a long hallway that 10 minutes earlier had been filled with a clump of people moving mechanically from one classroom to another. In this quiet time, she seemed…
The bright green discs were the first thing I saw on the items as I entered the furniture room at the auction house. None of them had just one sticker, most had two or three…