It's amazing some of the things we've found packing up my grandmother's apartment. A lot has been packed into boxes and moved home, a few pieces are being doled out to family members and more large bags than I can count have been given to Goodwill. It's a massive effort.
But occasionally, we'll stumble onto something really interesting and definitely worth keeping. I may not have an apartment or house yet but am already picking up a few keepsakes to decorate with. (Adding to the only other housewares items I own: a set of Wedgwood china, a set of Waterford crystal glassware and some silver flatware. It's fine dining all the time at casa Erin.)
- The Saturday Evening Post published after John F. Kennedy's assassination. There are other vintage magazines, too, but this was an especially neat find.
- Tons of antique books, including some with inscriptions from the 1870s. We're a family of readers and it shows.
- A fancy blazer from the 1940s that I'd need to lose about 10 pounds and risk having no circulation around my abdomen to wear -- my grandmother was tiny -- but my mom insisted on packing because it's gorgeous.
- A school slate from the early-1920s that once belonged to my great-uncle.
- Boxes upon boxes of photographs, newspaper clippings (whether it was a family member or just a person of interest) and saved correspondence.
- Vintage kitchenware -- hand beaters, a mixer and a million other tiny, retro gadgets.
It's been so interesting going through closets and coming up with little pieces of history. Now it's a matter of transporting and sorting everything.
I may not have anywhere to live yet, but am now the proud owner of some antique salt-and-pepper shakers and a Dutch oven. Slowly, slowly.