Category Archives: Heirlooms

Tracing My Treasures: The Adventures of the Oil Lamp

One of my very favorite family heirlooms is the glass oil lamp my maternal grandmother gave me.  Her German-born mother had originally owned the lamp. The story passed on to me was that my great grandmother, Amelia Meyer, purchased the lamp from the Montgomery Ward Catalog in 1907. Not long afterwards, the family of five left their ranch in South Dakota for the milder climate of the Willamette River Valley in Oregon. The family evidently had enough of the hard, cruel winters of South Dakota. The lamp was hand carried on board the locomotive train as it headed west, to their new life.

As I hold this lamp in my hands, I can’t help but think back about the life this old oil lamp has lived.  And how it has been connected to my family for over one hundred years.

I imagine this lamp sitting on a primitive, hand cut, wooden table in that ranch house near Sturgis, South Dakota.  I imagine my ancestors sitting around its glowing light poring over maps of the ranch, eating simple but filling meals together, or using its light to carefully tend to a sick child in the middle of a cold winter’s night.

I’ve seen many oil lamps sitting on shelves in antique shops near my home.  I wonder who their owners were. But all I know is what that little white price tag tells me.  It’s cold, and empty, and leaves me wanting to know more.

Luckily, my family’s oil lamp sits on a wooden dresser in my bedroom. It connects me to those that came before me and contributed to the woman I am today.  My oil lamp may not create light anymore, but it serves as an everlasting beacon to the family history I cherish.

What family heirlooms have been entrusted into your care?

What stories were you told about them?

We’d love to hear from you!

The Keepsakes of a National Tragedy


Image credit: Tony Cenicola/The New York Times

 

The memories of those who witnessed the 9-11 attacks were vividly described in a recent article published in the New York Times.

On that day, many citizens saved the simplest items to connect with what had occurred. One man pulls a business-size envelope from his pocket and scoops some of the gray powder that fell from the sky after the first tower fell; another saved the shreds of T-shirt material that were used to filter the dust- filled air. The face masks, Mass cards, children’s drawings, a part a Peace Corps application – all small pieces of paper that fell from the sky across the East River, and pieces of lives lost.

For some these items became sacred relics.  They are tangible possessions that link to a national tragedy and provide solace for the owner.  I encourage you to read the entire piece. It is beautifully told.

The New York Times story speaks to our national story, and our need to feel connected to our fellow citizens.  It speaks to the power of ordinary and commonplace items to connect us to our past.

When you were a teenager did you ever save the corsage that your date placed on your wrist? Or maybe you saved the home run ball from the first major league game you ever attended?

The memories that swirl around these ordinary possessions make us treasure them.  The corsage might recall a first date, first dance or a first kiss. The scarred baseball brings back memories of a much-anticipated outing with dad, eating hot peanuts out of a brown paper bag and becoming hoarse while cheering a favorite team. These are the memories we hold dear.

What possessions do you cling on to?   As you hold that item, what part of your life are you remembering?

Your life is your story in the making. Preserve the memories.

Are Your Heirlooms Collecting Dust?

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Have you ever strolled through a dusty and cluttered antique shop and wondered who were the original owners of all the items on the shop’s shelves?  An oil lamp, a well-read family Bible, a handmade log cabin quilt, a smoke stained pipe standing upright in its hand carved wooden pipe rack – these are the sorts of eclectic things that you can find in any antique shop.

As a personal historian, I too have looked at and pondered over these items. I then look closely at the hand-written price tags, which often tell me little or nothing about where an object came from.

I try to imagine who once used the old glass oil lamp in days long gone by.  Maybe the first owner used that oil lamp to better see the tiny printed words of sacred Scriptures while their legs were snuggly covered by a hand made quilt.  Perhaps the reader sat in a one-room, sparsely furnished cabin in the Shenandoah Valley or in a Victorian mansion in northwest Washington DC. It’s hard not to wonder what was going on in the world when these particular items were being used.  My imagination runs wild with curiosity.

Each of these old pieces indeed belonged to a person or a family. The item may have been passed down by a generation or two and somehow this cherished heirloom became separated from its story.

So how does this apply to you? Well, we all have a story to tell, to preserve and to share with the next generation.  Many of us have been fortunate enough to have family heirlooms, which once belonged to our grandparents or maybe even great grandparents.  If we do not write down the details of our heirloom, this information will be lost in time and maybe our treasured heirloom will even end up on a dusty, glass shelf of an antique shop!

Consider the value of identifying your family heirlooms.  This is a gift of connectedness that keeps on giving – generation after generation.

So take a few minutes of your day, dust off that lamp, and start the identification process today.

In my next post, I’ll be showing some of my own heirlooms, and how I’ve recorded their stories. Stay tuned! In the meantime, leave a comment below with stories about your family’s heirlooms.  What items do you cherish, and why?

A Wave of Nostalgia: The Value of a Photograph

What if all of your family photographs were suddenly washed away – never again seen by you or the members of your family? How would you feel about this loss?

For families in Japan, this is not a hypothetical question. Many Japanese citizens living along the northeast coast of Japan were lucky enough to survive the catastrophic tsunami last March. However, few were spared the devastation of property. Along with homes, furniture, cars, appliances, thousands of family heirlooms and precious photographs disappeared into the powerful tsunami.

I recently heard a touching story on NPR about Becca Manson, a photo editor from New York.  She wanted to help restore a portion of the Japanese people’s loss and had the know-how to do it. A volunteer with All Hands Volunteers, Ms. Manson has been traveling all around Japan. Her task? To collect the photographs that the Pacific Ocean has begrudgingly returned to the Japanese coastline. This has been no small task.  The first phase of her mission is to pass on recovered photographs to the people who can restore them.  She organized a small army of volunteer photo restorers all over the world to help in this mammoth effort. For months, they have been working to clean photographs, returning faded color to images, fixing spots damaged by salt water and repairing torn or scratched pictures.  So far 55,000 photos have been hand-cleaned.  The next step (and a daunting one at that) is to reconnect all of the recovered photographs with their owners.

The reaction to the work has been powerful.  When handed photographs of their children as babies, people have cried – never thinking that they would see these images again.  It was as if the hands on the clock had been turned back.

Reading this article made me think about the ‘time capsule’ of my family’s life that is contained in my family’s scrapbooks and cloth-bound photo albums.  If they weren’t available to be looked at, what exactly would I lose? What would my descendants miss out on?

I believe it would be a sense of connectedness and a sense of continuity. My family pictures recall past times and faraway places. Some were good memories, others were heartbreaking, but all of them belong to my family – it is our truth and our unique experience.

What about you?  When was the last time you looked at your family’s photo albums and savored those images? What have you done to ensure their protection against a disaster?

Write and tell us what memories your family photographs stir inside of you. And stay tuned for upcoming posts with tips on how you can protect your family’s precious heirlooms.

You’re invited: Breakfast with DC-area business leaders (and Reel Tributes)

If you’re in the DC area, join us as Reel Tributes founder David Adelman presents the company to a group of business leaders. The breakfast event kicks off the Wharton Club of DC Entrepreneurship Forum, and will be held at 8:00 AM on Tuesday, August 23rd at the offices of Bernstein Global Wealth Management (800 Connecticut Ave NW).

More information about the presentation, and the Forum, can be found at http://www.whartondc.com/article.html?aid=2279.

We look forward to meeting you there!