On the first leg of our road trip, we stopped at an antique mall just off the freeway in Lake Park, Georgia. There must be some Gator fans up in that area, because the shop boasted a collection of old UF yearbooks, circa 1930’s to 1950’s. Skip opened the 1938 yearbook and found the picture of his dad that we have on our desk. “Y’all do favor a lil bit,” observed the Antique Shop proprietor, as he and Skip stood staring down into the great big book (ironically called THE SEMINOLE in those years).
Skip found a 46-star American flag (ca 1908) for his collection and a couple of 48-star flags he thinks are early 1912 because they have different star patterns. He says the star patterns weren’t standardized until 1912.
We ended up buying some cut glass honey muddlers. I later discovered that one was listed on the receipt as a “hiney muddler,” so we got a few miles of laughs from that transaction. We got some tiny silver spoons to use with our salt cellars. This shop had a massive collection of salt cellars and spoons. I soon had the spoons arranged on the little platter by bowl shape and handle patterns. In conversation with the two proprietors, we told them that we use our salt cellars, rather than just collect them.
“Whut?” they said in unison, two pairs of round eyes flying open at us. “You mean y’all have formal dinner parties?”
“Yeah, people think we care about them when we put this stuff out!”
“Y’all KILLIN’ me!”