25-48 The Second Twenty-Four
49-72 The Third Twenty-Four
73-96 The Fourth Twenty-Four
97-120 The Fifth Twenty-Four
121-144 The Sixth Twenty-Four
145-168 The Seventh Twenty-Four
169-on The Eighth Twenty-Four
73 Wunderkammer II
74 Wunderkammer III
75 Wunderkammer IV
76 Wunderkammer V
77 Wunderkammer VI
78 What Is Teaching?
79 A Gathering
80 Wunderkammer VII
81 Wunderkammer VIII
82 My Gluten-Free Test
83 Grandpa and FDR
84 Atomic Energy by a 12yo
85 Genealogy Quilts
86 Per Nilsson Västgöte
87 Hawaiiana 7
88 Wunderkammer IX
89 Maui First Class
90 Genealogy Kicks
91 Glass Art
92 Hawaiiana 8
93 Outlines of Paradise
94 Wunderkammer X
95 Aunt Rubie
96 A Family Visit, part 1
OK, I’m having a great time digging in corners and finding stuff with a history. Of course I don’t enjoy the cleaning part, but cleaning as a part of preparing to photograph makes the necessary chore less painful. Here’s another batch of “wonders”.
I can’t even guess what some of these remotes came from. FOUR of them are currently active, one (the left-most white one) is still sealed in plastic, and the others belong to long-gone electronics. Why do I keep them? They make neat paperweights.
In the very early ‘60s I was working for the Michigan State Highway Department (MSHD) in the eastern part of Lower Michigan. Passing through a small town one day I saw this typewriter in a storefront window and it called to me. I checked it out and ended up buying it for $5. A family friend reconditioned typewriters and he performed his magic on this one. It was out of my sight for a few years – Army and Bangkok assignment – but is now a prized element of my Wunderkammer. It is an L. C. Smith & Bros. Typewriter Co. No. 8.
|Measuring 4 ½” diameter, more than 5/8” thick, and weighing 13 oz., this is a hefty chunk of magnifying glass. I can’t tell you where it originated, but I don’t recall a period of my life when I didn’t have it. As a youngster, I was intrigued by its heft and perfection. As a child, I learned the value of magnification, both to see small things better and to fry insects and bits of paper and wood. As a budding scientist, I found it useful when I did not have access to a microscope. And now, the nostalgia makes it irreplaceable.|
These items date back to the
Papa days when JR and Stuart were very young and called me that.
As they grew, it became Pa.
As they chilled it became Po. And now that they are both middle-aged, I am
Once I left home-ownership, I realized that my need for tools diminished considerably. I took a bunch of screws out of my toolbox and sowed them in the green pot, fed them with WD-40, and was rewarded with an array of assorted screwdrivers. I sowed nuts and bolts in the yellow pot but no wrenches or pliers ever appeared.
On my daily walks I pass a number of trees that produce the seed pods seen in the reddish pot. The thing that caught my attention was that the slots where seeds had been were spaced interestingly. Example: III I IIII IIII. On close examination, I found one with the last four digits of my Social Security number, so I gathered a bunch of them to protect my privacy.
The items in the plastic cup followed me home from a hospital stay. I can’t believe that someone actually makes and sells these items of torture, but here is the proof. When you wake from the anesthesia after an operation and beg for water, nurses are trained to put four drops on one of these spongecicles and present it to you with a smile.
We bought a pair of Celadon lamps with Thai silk shades when we lived in Bangkok. Although the shades are aging, the grace and beauty of the lamps remain.
Remember the dial phone. This phone was issued to us in 1971 as a rental. Sometime later the phone companies allowed us to purchase the phone and stop the monthly rental charge. We bought it and kept it for years. When I first moved to Maui, I placed this phone in my bedroom and used it as a backup well into the 2000’s. Now it is a treasured antique while still sporting the same number as assigned to us in 1971.
The Polaroid Land camera – need I say more?
The Bell & Howell Filmo Companion 8mm movie camera dates back to about 1950. I have films from that era that are priceless. At one point I took it in to D. P. Hinchey who owned the jewelry store in Perry and hocked it for enough money to pay for college enrollment. I didn’t make it through that term for a number of reasons, but eventually I redeemed the camera and it is a respected (though unused) element of my possessions.
Recognize these two beauties? Well used bucksaws from the times when I trimmed trees and cut up branches for the fireplace. They are aged, but still functional.
Old timers in the computer business will remember when they were first able to put 100MB on a single disk (whew!). I have a disk labeled 2010 representing the last time I backed up a few files on that drive! Do you suppose I’m the last person on earth to actually use a ZIP drive?
Several readers have wondered where I keep all of these artifacts, since I only have a one-bedroom condo. The answer is that I have five bookcases, a four-drawer file cabinet, three closets, two desks, one chest of drawers, a night stand, two Army foot lockers, a 10-drawer card file and more boxes than you can shake a stick at. The kitchen, little hallway, and both bathrooms have drawers and cabinets, the closets have shelves, and the washer/dryer area off the lanai holds a few things. Boxes are “neatly” stored here and there and I’ve gotten very creative at tucking things away or displaying them.
You have seen some of these storage devices in pictures and you will see more of them in the future. The Wunderkammer series will be printed out and added to my safe deposit box as an inventory of personal household goods. Of course I will not trouble you with numbers of forks, spoons, sheets, pillow cases, and other mundane stuff – I will have to add that kind of detail before I put the list away.