The heart hath its own memory like the mind, And in it are enshrined The precious keepsakes into which is wrought The giver’s loving thought. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Music touches every key of memory And stirs all the hidden springs of sorrow and of joy;
An interesting perspective on the array of memorabilia, collectibles, and keepsakes that emerge from the depths of peoples homes. I honestly have very little patience for sales like this these days because I look around and see how much “stuff“ I already have and am wary of accumulating more.
But you make a valid point: There is something about interacting with these items from other eras, items that remind us of times we have either experienced or heard others tell stories of. The “simpler times“ that I look back on are the days prior to smartphones and social media, when summer days seemed endless and the most fun thing to do after finishing homework was call a friend on the landline with the curly phone cord and talk for hours.
It’s hard to say if it was a better time, but it was certainly less overwhelming in many ways than the times we find ourselves in now.
An interesting perspective on the array of memorabilia, collectibles, and keepsakes that emerge from the depths of peoples homes. I honestly have very little patience for sales like this these days because I look around and see how much “stuff“ I already have and am wary of accumulating more.
But you make a valid point: There is something about interacting with these items from other eras, items that remind us of times we have either experienced or heard others tell stories of. The “simpler times“ that I look back on are the days prior to smartphones and social media, when summer days seemed endless and the most fun thing to do after finishing homework was call a friend on the landline with the curly phone cord and talk for hours.
It’s hard to say if it was a better time, but it was certainly less overwhelming in many ways than the times we find ourselves in now.