virtual memorials for inanimate objects
Monday, April 14, 2008
Set of Vinyl Monster Miniatures
It was a childhood toy, and I grew up.
Last seen in 1995 in Singapore.
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Last seen in 1995 in Singapore.
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Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Labyrinth Pendant
When I was 16 my best friend and I were on a class trip in San Francisco; we visited Grace cathedral and spent a long time walking around the labyrinth there, which is a copy of the labyrinth at Chartres Cathedral in France. The following summer my best friend went to France with her family and visited Chartres. She brought me back a pendant with the pattern of the labyrinth - I loved it. The following year I was in NYC and the pendant disappeared out of my hotel room (lost or stolen). I was upset about it for years.
When I was 20 my father and I were in France together. I insisted that we go to Chartres. The stain glass is stunning. I replaced the pendant. I wear it with a few other charms every day.
Original last seen in a hotel room in New York City.
E.S.W., Boston, Massachusetts
When I was 16 my best friend and I were on a class trip in San Francisco; we visited Grace cathedral and spent a long time walking around the labyrinth there, which is a copy of the labyrinth at Chartres Cathedral in France. The following summer my best friend went to France with her family and visited Chartres. She brought me back a pendant with the pattern of the labyrinth - I loved it. The following year I was in NYC and the pendant disappeared out of my hotel room (lost or stolen). I was upset about it for years.
When I was 20 my father and I were in France together. I insisted that we go to Chartres. The stain glass is stunning. I replaced the pendant. I wear it with a few other charms every day.
Original last seen in a hotel room in New York City.
E.S.W., Boston, Massachusetts
Labels: childhood, friendship, jewelry, travel
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Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Blue Bird Brooch
When my father's paternal grandmother passed away, each of her great-grandchildren (there were 5 of us at the time) received a gift bought with money "from" her. I don't know what my two male cousins got, but my brother was given a dog clock (with moving eyes), my sister received a necklace (as far as Mum can remember), and I was given (supposedly, as I was very young and have no recollection of the said item) a name-bar brooch with a blue bird on it. I do not even know if it was engraved. I can only suppose it may have been lost when we moved shortly after I turned 4.
Last seen (but not by me!) 1966-69 (at a rough guess), between Bayswater and East Kew, Victoria.
Judith Martin, Victoria, Australia
When my father's paternal grandmother passed away, each of her great-grandchildren (there were 5 of us at the time) received a gift bought with money "from" her. I don't know what my two male cousins got, but my brother was given a dog clock (with moving eyes), my sister received a necklace (as far as Mum can remember), and I was given (supposedly, as I was very young and have no recollection of the said item) a name-bar brooch with a blue bird on it. I do not even know if it was engraved. I can only suppose it may have been lost when we moved shortly after I turned 4.
Last seen (but not by me!) 1966-69 (at a rough guess), between Bayswater and East Kew, Victoria.
Judith Martin, Victoria, Australia
Labels: Australia, childhood, family, loss, move
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Saturday, April 28, 2007
Little White Fluffy Kitty Doll
Kitty was my best friend when I was 8 years old. She went with me everywhere - especially on car rides to entertain my siblings and me. The last time I saw Kitty was during a trip to Los Angeles. My dad had pulled over into a random parking lot to retrieve something from the trunk, and placed most of the toys my brother and sister and I had thrown around all over the backseat. Somehow, between putting random dolls, pillows, and ninja turtles in the trunk, Kitty fell out of the car. I'll never forget how distraught I was after realizing Kitty was nowhere to be found - and probably lying in a gutter somewhere. Mostly, I felt guilty for not taking better care of my little friend, after all she had done for me. My little sister even drew a picture of Kitty as an angel to help cheer me up. It helped a lot.
Rest in Peace Kitty!
Last seen in 1993 in the backseat of my parent's Ford Taurus.
Jennie, Bakersfield, CA.
Kitty was my best friend when I was 8 years old. She went with me everywhere - especially on car rides to entertain my siblings and me. The last time I saw Kitty was during a trip to Los Angeles. My dad had pulled over into a random parking lot to retrieve something from the trunk, and placed most of the toys my brother and sister and I had thrown around all over the backseat. Somehow, between putting random dolls, pillows, and ninja turtles in the trunk, Kitty fell out of the car. I'll never forget how distraught I was after realizing Kitty was nowhere to be found - and probably lying in a gutter somewhere. Mostly, I felt guilty for not taking better care of my little friend, after all she had done for me. My little sister even drew a picture of Kitty as an angel to help cheer me up. It helped a lot.
Rest in Peace Kitty!
Last seen in 1993 in the backseat of my parent's Ford Taurus.
Jennie, Bakersfield, CA.
Labels: childhood, road trip, stuffed animal, travel
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