Second Mile West Furniture store receives donated furniture weekly. Often the workers go out to pick up larger donations or help clean out homes for elderly people who are downsizing. They are well aware the items in these homes have “seen” a lot. But, rarely do these pieces come with a written history. The following story was found inside a recent donation. This well loved dresser has a story to tell, enjoy.
My Story as a Dresser
As told by a loving family member
I was young once, a new and beautiful dresser. I was built with big, deep drawers to hold a lot of clothes or linens or blankets. My smaller drawers are just the right size for things like socks or hankies that might get lost in big drawers. My very large mirror sparkled and reflected lots of light. My dark stained wood was polished ’til it shone. I was the style of the 1920’s. I was advertised in the Montgomery Ward catalog. I liked my being and waited to be ordered and sold.
In 1927, a young man and his fiancée were married in northern Minnesota. They planned to farm on prairie land. The bride’s parents offered them as a wedding gift a cow or the equivalent cash. The young man had a cow, so cash was accepted. The bride looked and looked at everything in the Montgomery-Ward catalog and finally selected me, a fine new dresser. I was delivered to their farm home in a wagon pulled by a horse, driven by the mailman.
The newlyweds had very little, and what they had fit perfectly in me. They liked me and I liked being in their home.
The family grew with four children and in 1938, they moved from the far, to a small town in southern Minnesota. I was moved with them and I fit nicely in their new bedroom.
Later on, the Dad and Mom purchased a new bedroom suite, and I was moved upstairs to the boys’ bedroom where I held all their clothes and collections of stuff, pheasant feathers, marbles, comics, etc.
I was in this family’s home for many, many years. In 1996, the Dad and Mom who had grown very old, left their home. There was no more room for me in their very small new apartment. I was afraid I would be sold as many of their belongings were, but, happily, the littlest girl was not ready to separate from me. She loaded me up in her van and transported me to her home in northeastern Ohio. She placed me in a guest room and filled me with linens and blankets and family heirlooms. I have lived with her for 13 years now.
She says she is downsizing in preparation for a move to a smaller house. She will not need a guest bedroom. So we will part. But she has arranged to donate me to a store where she is sure someone will come and offer me a new home.
I am old myself. I was originally purchased from Montgomery-Ward in 1927. Does that make me 82 years old? My mirror is not so bright now and my wood is worn, but I am every bit as strong as I have ever been. I can hold clothes, linens, blankets, playthings, games or whatever you want to place in me. I can be refreshed with some touch-ups and polish. A pretty runner, afghan, or shawl on my worn top will make me look like the treasured antique that I am. There is much good in me yet and I am ready to meet my new family.
This is the end of “My Story as a Dresser” but not the end of the story. Second Mile West Furniture Store has this gorgeous piece up for sale, only $78. Remember, 80% of the proceeds from this sale will directly impact the lives of the needy in Northeast Ohio.