Moving is a stressful time. It becomes even more stressful when you have lived in a home for a long time and have acquired a lot of stuff and made a lot of memories.
We just completed the first leg of a move out of a house that we called home for 19 years. Going through all your belongings and deciding what to keep and what to dispose of is stressful. Both my wife and I were forced to shed many items that while still perfectly good no longer have a purpose in our lives.
Whenever you perform a move of this nature some items that you cherish are inevitably going to be left behind. You may also bring with you some items that have no purpose other than to bring a smile on your face.
One such item that I refused to part with is an old thermometer that I had mounted on the garage wall. The thermometer has significance because it is the last remaining vestige of my family history.
When I was a boy my grandfather owned a small grocery store on the south side of Chicago. It was a little Mom & Pop operation. He sold meat, fresh fruit and vegetables, and some package goods to people in the neighborhood. It was a time before supermarkets. He knew all of his customers by name, and they all knew Sam. As times began to change larger grocery stores replaced the neighborhood stores and eventually, supermarkets sprouted up all around.
The street where my grandfather’s store was located, eventually was bulldozed to make way for the Dan Ryan Expressway which runs north and south through the heart of Chicago.
Most of the fixtures and counters were sold off or thrown away. Only a few items from the old store were salvageable to be repurposed. I remember my uncle saved a huge old wooden “butcher block”. My father saved a couple of old items as well. He brought home an old deli meat slicer and a hand-cranked sausage grinder. Both of which he kept for many years. One special item that my father saved and I eventually inherited was the thermometer. It is a sign that was hanging on the wall near the front of the store. It probably was provided to store owners from the soft drink distributor as part of their advertising. It features Royal Crown Cola with the slogan “Best by taste-test.”
When I was boxing the sign up for my move, I cleaned it up before packing. It noticed on the bottom that it was made in November 1952. I suppose that qualifies it as an antique. But for me a fond memory of my Grandfather and his neighborhood store. It is a memory that has lasted me a lifetime.
Joe Domino is a Realtor® serving the Phoenix/Scottsdale area. Need more information? Or to Search for your next home, visit www.Scottsdale-AZHomes.com
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