I shared this on Facebook last week, but I thought I would say a little more about it on here. My dad sent me this photo of my grandma from the early 1940s and me from 2003. The chair she's sitting in has lasted about 70 years at this point. If that's not amazing, I don't know what is.
It's just a cool photo collage... we were probably close to the same age when these photos were taken. I know my grandpa was at war because his photo is on the table beside her. She looks like she's straight out of a Norman Rockwell painting. The photo of me was taken the weekend we moved me into my little Vicksburg apartment. I was worn out but enjoying the soon-to-be solitude of a 300 square foot space that was mine and only mine for the first time ever.
That one chair has been all over the south and now resides in my guest bedroom in Jackson. It's been recovered and awaits yet another recovering one day in the future, but it's a really interesting piece of furniture and Bice history. I'm happy to have somehow inherited this family heirloom.
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