I am still going thru boxes and boxes and boxes.
Many of them are from when we cleaned out my mom and dad's house.
I packed up a lot of stuff.
Stuff I just wasn't ready to make a decision about or let go of at the time.
Scrapbooks I was gonna make.
Momentos from people and places all across the world.
There are a few that are full of nick nacks....
or tchotchkes, which, in my opinion, is a much more sophisticated word than nick nack!
I can see the evolution of my personal taste, as I'm unpacking the decor that used to cover the walls of my apartment. Peeling back the layers of what Main Street has looked like over the years.
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| Main Street 2003 look at all the empty wall space and the little book collection! |
Packed in boxes, and/or stacked in the "Kane County Closet" or on display at the "Main Street Museum,"
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| Main Street 2008 walls filling up and I've become a professional book shelver. (picture courtesy of Joel Wilson) |
Every "find" tells a story.
Most of them represent a road trip, a day at the flea market with family or friends, a 'memory/memorial' purchase, a souvenior of a place and time....one of the many phases/obsessions I've got stuck on (Wonder Woman, Marching Band hats, Pirates....etc),
and gifts that have been given to me.
If you've been following my Facebook posts, you know I've been getting rid of a stuff. I post some of it and put it up for grabs, but there's a lot that has gone straight to the thrift shop. I wish I would have started a box count of the stuff that has gone away.
In opening box after box...
some of the stuff, I remember exactly why I saved it...
some of the stuff, I can now take a picture to preserve the memory and then get rid of it...
some of the stuff, for the life of me, I can't remember why I saved it...
some of the stuff has been easy to part with, some of the stuff not so easy...
But some of the stuff....Is "the Good Stuff."
Remember, Family?
While we were cleaning out the Log Cabin,Dad told us that we would find "The Good Stuff" in the attic.
"What?" I said?
"The attic of the house?"
"No, the attic of the Cabin."
I didn't even know the Log Cabin had an attic!
So, one day, we sisters...
braved the attic...
in search of the Good Stuff.
I was hoping for endless Coca Cola and advertising signs, Gas Pump Globes, Christmas Decorations and/or maybe even The old "Vandercar's Log Cabin Sign."
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| The Log Cabin Early 1960s (?) Just look at all that Really "Good Stuff!" |
who knows what "Good Stuff" was once in the attic?
Whatever it was, it must have been only in my Dad's memory, cause we found the attic mostly empty...
and what was there was mostly broken pieces of maybe what was once upon a time, (good ?) stuff.
Maybe "the Good Stuff" in the Log Cabin attic went the way of "the Good Stuff" in the basement...
to the "Antique Man"....
(but that's a whole different story for a different day)
Anyway.
I've been uncovering, at least, in my opinion...
my "Good Stuff."
It's been fun.
Walking down memory lane.
I must say, I have some really cool stuff, even if I do say so myself!
So, I'm gonna start sharing pictures of some of the "Good Stuff"on Facebook now and then.
And by the way, it's ALL for sale...
you just have to pay the price of what it's worth to me...
;)
I hope whenever I move and wherever I end up there is an attic for all this "Good Stuff!"
Lol.
Directions to here:
Or maybe, I'll just buy another Wagon and carry the Good Stuff around with me like old times.
http://dancewithnance.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-back-of-wagon.html
