Well this may or may not qualify as an actual "heirloom", but this is the toy box my grandpa built for me when I was about 2 years old. It was built from raw wood and flat upholstery, completely from scratch and clearly built with love and to last. In the following photo it's about 36 years old. It's age is showing (just like this blogger sometimes) so I decided to refurbish it for use in my home.
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"Before" my childhood toy box |
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So this was a momentous occasion for me. I am so sentimental I cringe at the idea of altering anything made by my Grandpa, but the interior hinges were broken years ago, and I couldn't leave it with torn upholstery to continue its demise.
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"During" as I got brave and started to disassemble |
Finally I chose some new fabric that matches the area I intend to use it and begun to put it back together. It was here that I realized how much love must have gone into this piece. Some people would have used a staple gun, or a few small screws; not my grandpa. He hand hammered every tack that held this box together, so I did too. Here is my finished refurb.
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"After" |
Thank you Grandpa! for teaching me that anything worth doing is worth doing well. I love you.