Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
Posted in Clothing
“I got her to keep me from being lonely,” the auction-goer told us as he stood there with his new purchase on the floor at his side. With us being women and a bit curious, he…
The auctioneer looked closely at the framed piece he had just retrieved from the top of the glass case and then held it up high. It was tatting from 1822, he eagerly announced. Right, I…
Posted in Black history, and Civil War
We had driven past the headstone when my friend Valorie called out for me to back up the car. She was in the back seat quietly looking out the window for the granite stone that marked the…
Posted in Black history, and Ephemera/Paper/Documents
When I first saw the bright yellow book with the red band and white lettering, I knew I had to check. Its title shouted out its contents loud and clear, so I was wondering if…
Posted in Ephemera/Paper/Documents, and Photos
The photos in the album were stunning, not only in their execution but in the stories they told. These photos offered a slice of life at Nazareth College in the mid-1930s: A 1935 commencement of women…
Posted in Ephemera/Paper/Documents
How could I resist the questions, which obviously were playing to my vanity? “Are you photogenic?” “What would you look like on television?” As soon as I read the words on the small cardboard box I knew…
How can you read this? the auction-goer said incredulously. He was being nosy, trying to read the notes I had written as I made my way through the auction house. I always jot down notes…
The bid sheet said it all. Back and forth, back and forth, the two women had gone at it, both wanting this loving lithograph of a mother and daughter at the piano. I understood their…
