In our quest to suppress midlife crisis and overcome empty nest syndrome, we find ourselves constantly out searching for ageless treasures. You know, the things that your parents and grandparents were tasked with protecting by previous generations, handed down to you and intended for you to pass on to your children and grandchildren. Many times we come across handmade items - the products of many hours of blood sweat and tears. To see them wind up in garage sales, estate sales, thrift shops, flea markets and malls just breaks my heart. Somebody poured a lot of love and time into those items and it’s a shame they have fallen out of their family trees, no longer to be cherished by the hands that were meant to hold them.
Last weekend, our GPS decided to take the Great One and his faithful sidekick to Conover, North Carolina or “Kinaver” as she calls it. Obviously she was never taught a,e,i,o,u and ah,eh,ih,oh,uh by the good nuns. However, she said, “Remember it you will, when we get there” and she was right. We first found Ageless Treasures Antique Center back in March on our way home after striking out in Hickory. It was the highlight of our day then and it ranked up at the top again this time.
There was so much to see, we found it necessary to divide and conquer. We were barely in the door when the cutest little pair of southern bell salt and pepper shakers sashayed up to us in their hoopskirts and poured on the southern charm. Now, who could resist that? But having only just arrived we weren’t ready to commit until they just happened to mention that they were Made In Occupied Japan. Well, I don’t have to tell you that they came home with us.
If I was in the market for a Hoosier cabinet, I wouldn’t have come away empty-handed. They have quite a collection from which to choose. But our kitchen’s borders are not porous and I can’t figure out a way to fit anything else in there. Of course, maybe I could get rid of the stove and microwave and put a Hoosier in their place. Maybe I’ll give some serious thought to that.
And when was the last time you saw a rocking duck? It was a first for me. But the best find of the day was a Philco console radio/phono. Yes, another one. But this time, I was the one who insisted on bringing this one home.