Memory Monday

I was totally lost for a post until my daughter called me last night. She had seen some displays at Hobby Lobby and decided she needed some new decor in her living room. She had looked at a cardboard fake old book (for $15) and remembered her mom has lots of very very old books. 

I had already given my daughter in-law some of my old books a while back. I am sure you decorators know the cool kids have piles of old books on tables.  The books I had left were inscribed inside with my parents and grandparents names. I hesitated one minute and remembered that my plan is to empty the house now so my kids don't have to deal with all this stuff. And I guess I am starting one book at a time. 

She took all the books I had pulled and asked what else I might have.  I gave her one of my collection of over 100 Longaberger baskets (99 to go) and we opened one cabinet door. 

I found an hour glass that I remember on my grandfather's desk that is at least a hundred years old. There were lots of things I can't let go of yet but her husband spotted an object and did some quick research. It was a timer and lockset for a bank vault from the late 1800's, early 1900's.  I am guessing my grandfather, the jeweler/watchmaker, changed the locks for the bank and kept it as we are a family of "keepers". I did not take a photo of the bank lock. 

I really need to start sorting and giving up.  I am the only family member living in the same town and the same state and every object from everyone's house in the past is in my house somewhere.  I have an unhealthy attachment to inanimate objects and have attached way too many memories to everything.  One step at a time.