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…
Author: sherry
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…
They are ——-, I overhead the man say to the woman as they stood just outside the doorway to the room where I was previewing items on a table at the auction house. I was familiar…
When I saw the thin song book at auction, I was excited. From its title “Impressions of a Negro Camp Meeting,” I assumed that an African American composer had written songs derived from a long-ago…
He’s not looking right at you, he’s looking past you, the auction-goer observed as I stood looking myself at a wall plaque of the plaster bust of a Native American chief. I was standing directly…
The wooden oak drum seemed to be a heavy burden for the auction-house table on which it sat. It was laden with cast-iron metal from top to bottom that surprisingly gave it a lovely patina…