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lagilmanRevisions continue -- I'm about halfway through, and hope to be done in time to have Saturday night frivolity with a clear conscience.
Took a break midday and went into town with a very special package -- an old sign from my grandfather's donut shop, advertising ten-cent sandwiches. When my grandfather died and the house was sold, this one one of the few things (along with my grandmother's rocking chair) that I absolutely wanted. It's battered and faded, but not only family history but a piece of living social history as well. My ex didn't like it, though, so it never got hung up in our kitchen, and then the frame broke, so it's been wrapped and stored for many years.
No longer. It is now being fitted with a new frame, and will soon hang on the wall in my kitchen, faded lettering and ancient glass and all.
Hi, grandpa. Welcome home.
Took a break midday and went into town with a very special package -- an old sign from my grandfather's donut shop, advertising ten-cent sandwiches. When my grandfather died and the house was sold, this one one of the few things (along with my grandmother's rocking chair) that I absolutely wanted. It's battered and faded, but not only family history but a piece of living social history as well. My ex didn't like it, though, so it never got hung up in our kitchen, and then the frame broke, so it's been wrapped and stored for many years.
No longer. It is now being fitted with a new frame, and will soon hang on the wall in my kitchen, faded lettering and ancient glass and all.
Hi, grandpa. Welcome home.
