My family likes old things. Antiques is too grand a word for it. The word “antique” calls to mind things to be put on a shelf and looked at. Not to be touched. Certainly not to be used. But our prized finds are things that are old and beautiful, but also useful. A few months ago we found an old Eskimo wooden toboggan at a church yard sale. The price was $5.00. But I waited too long to buy it. I was being too clever for my own good; trying to look less interested than I was to try to get the price down. When I went back to the table to pick it up, it had already been sold.
