Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
Posted in Military, Music, and Uncategorized
When I saw the organ on the auction-house website, I knew I had to see it. I’m one of those folks who’ve taken piano lessons ad-nauseum and still can’t play. So, when I see anything…
The ornate clocks created their own sea of gold, interrupted only by their white porcelain faces that stood out like watchtowers. They were placed tightly on a table and a shelf, and a few were…
Posted in Advertising, and Art
I’ve seen plenty of Cream of Wheat posters with the ever-smiling chef holding a bowl of the stuff. But when I saw that a local auction house was selling some of the original paintings, I…
Posted in Advertising, and Signs
The sign was lying on its side, its letters twisted, but its big sunshine-yellow words clicked with the auction-goer. “Ground Round a family fun place to eat and drink” were deeply carved in the sign. He…
Posted in collectibles, Equipment, and Work
The auction house website showed photo after photo of dusty vintage and antique typewriters. I didn’t raise a brow because I’d seen plenty of them – both dusty and clean – over the years. When…
As the tour bus rounded a corner to Saxman Village Totem Park in Alaska, the guide directed us to look at a pile of gray logs with splashes of color. Those are totem poles left…
Posted in Advertising, African American women, collectibles, and Tins
Both the image and the product name on the metal tin poster surprised me. The tin featured a young black girl wearing a clean dress with a white pinafore, and a bright smile. She had red…
Posted in collectibles, Music, and Toys
First, I tried to get the boxy contraption to play, and then the auction-house staffer, who was just as curious as me about this instrument, tried it. As we watched the paper roll round a…
