ViewMaster
Growing up, my sister and I had a box full of view-master slides. Actually, it wasn’t a box, it was a little, red “Going to Grandma’s” suitcase. (Which I have spied more and more at flea markets. It’s funny when the toys you had growing up are considered “vintage”.) I’m really not sure what ever happened to our slides. Hopefully we still have them somewhere buried amongst our baby clothes and old stuffed animals.
While on our flea market vacation, as I plundered through tables and tables of flea market goodies, I stumbled upon a box full of view-master slides. Apparently whoever had once owned this slide collection did a lot of traveling. There were slides they had collected from all over the world: London, Egypt, Hawaii and more.
Of course the Hawaii slides were special to me. That’s where Mr. Blue Eyed Yonder and I got engaged, and one year later that’s where we got married. Who would have ever thought that such a tiny island in the Pacific would hold such special memories for us?
I didn’t know what I would do with these slides, I just knew for some reason they were special to me. A tiny souvenir of someone else’s travels, now a keepsake and reminder of our time on the island.
I can’t help but wonder… What was their trip like? Where did they stay and what did they see? It feels kind of neat having this connection to people we will never know. I think that’s part of the allure of collecting pieces from the past. It gives us a glimpse into history and allows us to touch a part of time that has long passed.
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| Photos by {Blue Eyed Yonder} |
Comments (3)
That's exactly what I like about collecting – wondering about (and maybe making up) stories of previous ownership. Don't you wish you knew?
What a cute post. My Hubby has his view master from his childhood and some of the slides. I don't…my Mom wasn't a keeper of things. I can remember playing with it with my brothers.
WC – I would love to know the stories behind the pieces. That's why I always love to ask sellers how they came across the piece or if they know anything about it. I try to soak up any bit of history I can about it. But for those pieces that I know little about, it is kind of fun to just dream about their past. 🙂
Sandy – I wish I wasn't a "keeper of things". I don't know what I will do once I have kids. I'll need a storage building just to store all of their tidbits. 🙂