Fast forward to August of 1997, and my last visit to this house. I'd returned to attend my grandfather's funeral. The house and it's contents were destined for sale, but before I made my way back home, my Dad asked if there were any pieces I'd like to have. Of course, I choose the hall secretary! It now sits in my "yarn room", and before several days ago it contained the same knick knacks that my grandmother had displayed behind its glass doors.
It took me a long time to make the connection between "yarn room" and glass fronted storage, but I finally put two and two together.
Hello! It's Emily. I finally got around to commenting!
ReplyDeleteMy grandparents used to have a similar secretary that I used to love to explored. Especially because my grandmother always had treasures hidden everywhere. Unfortunarely, it was lost in Katrina, but I still remember exploring it.
It looks like you found a very good use for this one! I wish my sewing "corner" was as organized and pretty!