When we bought our old barn, I needed furniture tout de suite for the guest room. We found a five piece mahogany set in an antiques mall which I set to cleaning up before company arrived.
As I was putting a drawer back into the dresser, I felt a slight obstruction. I pulled the drawer out completely and this is what I found bunched up against the frame:
Let’s take a closer look at the traces of the spit-spot Mrs. Harold Diehl, Sr. who hailed from the Baltimore area. My keen sleuthing skills are at work here:
Evidently Mrs. Diehl enjoyed shopping and was a meticulous record-keeper.
In the days before we plopped everything into a gift bag….remember when we had to actually wrap things?
And best of all this little notebook:
Nothing particularly interesting lies within and yet I find it rather moving:
Maybe she was a brunette?
The usually neat handwriting now a scribble….has something happened?
And perhaps one of the Diehls was a Mainer:
And that’s it. That’s all I know of Mrs. Harold Diehl, Sr. Not even her first name. When I eventually sell the furniture, I will include all of this in the neat little plastic bag in which I found it.
Mrs. Diehl may be gone, but she won’t be entirely forgotten. At least not on my watch.
Oh yes, remember to check that furniture before you put it up for sale. It might have something to say…..
Thanks for reading,