The Cherry Sewing Table
It was customary in my family to pass furniture down in generations. Furniture has changed so much over the years, it is hard to find purpose in antiques. The legs on this table make it taller than tables are today.
When we moved into our first apartment, my mother forced upon me a table known as "The Cherry Sewing Table". Apparently, all the family furniture had a name! I think that this might be because pieces moved around so much that people began to ask each other who owned what piece of furniture.
I located, recently, the 3x5 cards that my grandmother gave me of the furniture and items that I was going to inherit. When I packed those cards in a new rubber band, I went looking for the table that I had forgotten about. I wasn't even sure I still had it. I sold the contents of my parents house and took only a few pieces of furniture. Most days, I wish I hadn't bothered.
My husband dragged it out from the back of the basement. I needed to decide if I was going to move it to our new house. The problem is that my husband had put it in the back bedroom of our apartment which served as his office and left the window open. It rained on the top of the table. We dried it off but it didn't look the same so we put items on top of it to hide the damage from my mother. Fortunately, she didn't ask about it again and we moved it to our house (35+ years ago) and put it in the basement.
I opened the drawer in the table and got a big surprise! There was writing under the shelf liner in the drawer!
To be continued....