Memories. Sweet memories. No. Not my memories. But, the memories of my neighbor, Sylvia.



Sylvia and her hubby recently moved into an apartment and she told me that she had no family members who would be interested in having this piece of family history.
I've often seen old pieces and wondered about the stories they could tell. This one came with sweet stories and memories. I hate that I can't keep it, but my home is filled with memorabilia from my own family. Maybe knowing about its' origins is what makes it more personal. Ya know?
It's for sale at Primitiques if it happens to call to you.
Happy Wednesday!
~Mindy
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