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It's amazing how much things have changed with antiques. I guess in the future, old computers and cellphones will be considered antiques...A credit card can really help a relationship a lot, LOL.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on September 1, 2019 at 6:23 AM
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Re: Ciel
I suppose it was sometimes done as normal and at others just to keep up with ones
associates, Perhaps your folk just liked entertaining. More time on hand in those days.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 1, 2019 at 4:01 AM
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Re: Pat
Things change Pat. I suppose folk had more time at hand to adhere to a kinds of old customs. I expect it was thought that you would have a butler.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 1, 2019 at 3:57 AM
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Re: Corbin
There were some bad ones as well Corbin.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 1, 2019 at 3:53 AM
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Re: Taps
Yes one can get used to some things, you would miss your clock, but then it is part of the family.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 1, 2019 at 3:53 AM
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Re: RPresta
I think we all probably change,it was once exciting to collect what appeared to be little gems. I don't know what to do with my little jugs, they just collect dust.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 1, 2019 at 3:50 AM
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I used to love collecting antiques, operative words being "used to." After a time I sold or gave away most. Now there are none to be found even if I was looking. I wandered into an antique shop last year and saw my Christmas plates there. The thing is, I bought them new!
Your poem was very interesting. I suppose there are still gold-diggers, though I hop;e they would be outed before much damage is done.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on August 31, 2019 at 7:24 PM
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I like to look at antiques, sometimes I think I want one,
but then I remember how much I detest dusting. Ribcage has an antique
Westminster clock. He takes care of it like "clockwork" (LOL) It sits in our
living room and anounces the hours with dings and dongs and bongs.
Sometimes I sing along with it, other times ignore it.
If it were up to me to take care of it, I'm afraid I wouldn't, and I would miss its
chime.
posted by
TAPS.
on August 31, 2019 at 6:50 PM
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Sounds like those were the good old days...
posted by
Corbin_Dallas
on August 31, 2019 at 4:06 PM
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When I was in high school (1951-53) part of the home economics
curriculum was how to choose your matching sets of china, glassware and silverware patterns, what types of table linens were for formal occasion, which for every day. Even then I thought it all a bit hoity-toity for my situation, and a superficial side note for what was really important to making a house a home. I may have been wrong on that point. But collectibles other than books just don't ring my chimes...
posted by
Pat_B
on August 31, 2019 at 10:31 AM
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Among the many things my parents passed along, there are glassware, china and silver to open a classy restaurant. They had everything, every type of glass, every kind of utensile or serving dish... That's what people did in the 50s: They planned for dinner parties!
posted by
Ciel
on August 31, 2019 at 10:09 AM
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