Monday, June 20, 2022

I shouldn't watch.

 I'm watching Antiques Roadshow, and I really shouldn't.  Since I down sized seven years ago, I'm pretty sure I don't have any treasures lying around.  I don't have an attic or a basement for things to hide in, and while lots of my shoes and clothes are embarrassingly old, they are certainly not valuable antiques.  They just appraised an MC Escher print for $30,000 or so.  Now it happens that I own an MC Escher jigsaw puzzle but that's not the same thing at all.  Although it might be worth $1 at a garage sale. I must admit though, that watching the show gets me wondering about the few old pieces I do have from my family.  I have an antique mirror in a mahogany frame from my mother, a beautiful cut glass bowl that was my mother-in-laws, and an antique quilt made by the last congregation that my grandfather served as minister.  It's hand stitched and contains the signatures of the entire congregation in a huge sunburst pattern.  These signatures include those of my mom and her sister and brother.  I'm really not sure what to do with it.  I've considered tracking down the church, if it still exists, and see if they would like it. Our church has a small museum.  Maybe they do too.  A friend suggested that I might contact the Pennsylvania Historical Society.  It turns out that our Indiana Historical Society has a quilt collection and they might too.  I guess I should get busy and do some Googling.  You can find anything on Google.  

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