After fifty-one years of married collecting, we have begun to give away some of the long saved acquisitions we have amassed. It is easy seeing bags of interview suits, of long ago fashions, of clothes with sizes belonging to another time and place bagged and headed for the charity shop, but to see the little antique treasures all boxed ready to go isn’t so bad if you think your kids will take them. Most items get passed over and no one wants them. I digress a bit, but found some handkerchiefs from generations and generations ago. So, I ironed them up and put them in envelopes and sent them to my descendants. Hope they enjoy the gift of antiquity…each got 5 or 6 absolutely gorgeous old time handkerchiefs, more beautiful and stitched beyond anything of today.

Are we moving, downsizing to go to a one-story house, no, just cleaning up before the real clean up, the real downsize, the real end.

Today was a lucky day. Our son came over and actually said yes to the boxed, never opened, never used punch bowl set. Oh happy day. He wanted to open the box and enjoy the beautiful set in our presence. When he opened the box and began to unpack it, nearly instantaneously, he realized something did not look right. He noticed a small hole drilled in the bottom of the bowl and upon further inspection he noticed a small, precisely drilled hole in each cup and on the ladle as well. The perpetrator left no surface untouched, or should I say hole free. This act of hate took a long time and a great amount of deliberation.

Before I discuss my take on this, let me tell you how we were able to figured out how we became in possession of such awfulness. Skip worked for a liquor distributor a long while ago, and when they would have sales meetings they would have perk parties. You would draw a number and when the number was called the gift was yours. We figured Skip’s number produced the boxed punch bowl set as the prize. The way we figured this out was because his old boss’s name was written on the bottom of the box.  Had we not been able to see a name, we would have been in the dark as to where, how and why we came to own this gift of horror and hate.

Was the boss such a horrible person, and what could he have done to promote this intensely and passionately hostile act?  Whoever perpetrated this had such deep emotional dislikes directed into each precisely drilled hole. Not one hole, two or three, but one into each piece to be used in the set. Thank goodness we were able to piece together the name and to whom this act was against or it would have plagued us forever. Free from the blame or the designation, we took the damaged punch bowl set to recycling so it can become some benefit in its new form. Hopefully in the melting down process and during the rebirth of this set, the new item will be infused with liberty, independence, affection, autonomy, self-determination, responsibility, trustworthiness accountability, most definitely love, and the right to live free from doubt and fear.  From the depth of hate, and hostility there is hope in renewal.

4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Keith
    Sep 01, 2012 @ 11:48:42

    It’s a good thing Andy checked it before filling it with punch at his next big party. It’s a pretty set too!


  2. Sheila Clapkin
    Sep 01, 2012 @ 13:30:49

    KEith, It is a good thing Andy checked. He is pretty thorough. I am not.
    Thanks for reading and for the comment.


  3. Dina
    Sep 02, 2012 @ 09:22:21

    It almost sounds as if someone was in the middle of creating a fountain of some sort. A gag gift? April fools? Or is that just me being me? Ooooo, a fountain of hate! If that is the case, it is a good reminder how well we live. To be thankful we do not carry that hate in our hearts…

    We love our beautiful scarves. Each of us took some to be kept in our keepsake drawers. Thank you…xoxo.


  4. Sheila Clapkin
    Sep 02, 2012 @ 11:10:08

    Oh, regarding the gag gift, April fools joke, and the fountain, gosh, why didn’t I think of those reasons for its existence? Glad you have a keepsake drawers, I got them from mine.


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