I am getting pretty good at taking pictures of myself.. Here I am with the 1942 kitchen sink full of 1942 dirty dishes.
I couldn't believe my eyes.. it's not only an old rotary phone.. it's a chocolate brown rotary phone!
Everything in this house is ancient, right down to the utterly charming collection of cups and glasses straight out of 1942.
I guess that this is the heater. It's on the wall in the bathroom and reminds me of something sinister from Star Wars.
The only bad part about this 40-s museum? It's almost wall-to-wall JW publications. They're in every stray nook and cranny. This made Grandmother indescribably happy.
This is the quilt on the bed I slept on.. I love the quilt, though the mattress it covered was as hard as a rock.
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