…for the love of old things
As I flew into San Francisco airport on Monday, the plane did a pass over the city and I felt my heart catch a little. This was once my home. I lived there for several years in the 1980s as a twenty-something. It was an exciting time. My first real job out of college. My…
Just got back from a five-day trip to Western New York to visit my dad and other relatives. It’s always a bittersweet visit. So many family members (including my beloved mom) are now resting in cemeteries, many haunts from my youth are gone and the houses I once lived in others now call home. Still…
What a treat to see two dear friends from my college days this past week while I was on vacation in Pennsylvania. So much good talk, good food and good hunting. 🙂 I didn’t buy tons of stuff, but I did purchase a few well-priced antiques and some irresistible, quirky, vintage “smalls.” Sadly I had to pass…
