Here it is holding up like a champ to its first experience of rain.
It’s an antique sewing table!
They thought I could use it for stashing my knitting things.
Both sides are drawers that open from the top.
These are the ones I decided to keep.
The diary is from the late 1920s.
Florence seems to have been young, unmarried, and on the prowl.
Consider these two entries:
“Met Bill B. around the last of Dec. or first of Jan 1927. He was over here with Mr. Quig to play cards Jan 11 and Jan 13. I had a date with him liked him real well. Had a date for Sunday but he called from Pitts[burgh] that he could not come down, as he had to be in town until Wednesday to report on a railroad accident which the train he works on had a few mornings before, Monday morning I guess. He said he would call me Wed evening when he got in.”
“Still going with Bill (Slim) enjoy his company more every night. He puts me in mind of Bob. Have not missed many nights in the week since I started to go with him. Bill has real nice ways gets mad playing cards, But I do not take it up and get mad at him so it is alright. The only fault I am afraid of is playing cards for money (poker) But hope it doesn’t mean anything. We went to several shows. John Quig went along we all had a real nice time. Was in town (Pitts) met Slim and went to Dinner attended a show and enjoyed every minute!”
I love this kind of thing — glimpses into the secret lives of strangers.
Do you suppose that’s why I read blogs, too?
that’s so great – I bet there’s some good stuff in that diary – who’s Bob though? I wonder who she ends up with.
I totally grinned when I saw that table too, there is one very like it (same exact style except painted black with some floral motifs) at my Dad’s house that belonged to my grandmother. very cool memories!
Ah, olden times. Is anyone nicknamed “Slim” anymore?
what a find! I had the same question: who is Bob and who did she finally end up with?
That is too cool! I’m kind of curious who she ends up with now, too.
That is too cool! So fascinating – tell us more, tell us more!
How neat! The table’s amazing, and the things inside it are possibly even more so. I’ve long thought that people’s ordinary posessions carry a lot more meaning, both historical and sentimental.