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Nana’s little table

December 5, 2013 By Talya Tate Boerner

In October, in honor of Old Farmers Day, I wrote about Nana and Papa Creecy and how they set up housekeeping in 1936 buying the following goods:  (Click HERE to read the original story.)
Nana's little table
Somewhere buried within this original invoice included a side table. Although the little table wasn’t individually listed, it has been part of our family since day one of Nana and Papa’s life together.
Nana's little table

 

Momma remembers when the table originally had a shelf around the bottom. She broke the shelf climbing and playing on it when she was a little girl. I remember playing underneath the table too when it sat in the entryway across from the front door of our house.

Lots of hair brushing took place in front of the mirror that hung above the little table. It’s where Momma wrangled our hair each Sunday morning, pulling and tugging it into a tight ponytail or some style appropriate for church.

Before bedtime we brushed our hair at the table—one hundred strokes to make it silky…

One summer Momma stripped the wood and antiqued it greenish-white (pictured below in this first day of school picture).
cousins
Me, Lesa (cousin), Staci (sister)
Fortunately at some point, she restored the table to its natural wood finish. 

When John and I bought our 100-year-old house in Munger Place, Momma passed the table on to me. She said it fit our house better.

Nana's little table

 

For years, we’ve wondered why the table wasn’t listed on the original invoice. Maybe it was lumped in with ‘living room suite’ of $10.00?talya

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Filed Under: Arkansas, Family Tagged With: antiques, Johnson Family, Keiser, Nana

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Comments

  1. Colene says

    December 5, 2013 at 7:43 am

    Very nice! Oh the horrors of antiquing! I did that a few times and lived to regret it.

  2. Colene says

    December 5, 2013 at 7:49 am

    Very nice! Oh the horrors of antiquing! I did that a few times and lived to regret it.

  3. Bryan Jones says

    December 5, 2013 at 2:10 pm

    cool how some things stay with us….

  4. Dorothy Johnson says

    December 6, 2013 at 8:54 am

    Pretty little table. I have an old one that my mother grew up with. Has lots of evidence of being in the middle of busy lives of several generations. And, I agree, it’s just right in your house.


Hi! I'm Talya Tate Boerner. Writer, Reader, Arkansas Master Naturalist / Master Gardener, Author of

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