AEF17
New in Town
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I don't know if I'm posting this in the correct area, and apologize if I'm not.
By the standards of most on here, I have a somewhat humble vintage tie collection; about 70 from the mid '20's through the mid '40s. I have about thirty from the late '30s-early '40s that I wear for swing dancing. Most are ridiculously dead stock.
While on a road trip recently, I took eight for dance venues around the southeast. While visiting a monument in Texas, and away from my car for twenty-five minutes, my car was broken into, in broad daylight, in a parking lot, and my suitcases stolen. Of course, the ties were among the items taken.
On one hand, I know that they are ties, and that I am grateful worse things did not occur. But, I am so saddened that I was able to rescue these items, wear them--that for which they were intended--for the first time in decades, and now they are probably in the trash, and gone forever. I feel as though, despite my caution in taking care of what I have, that these ties deserved so much better, and that such beautiful items met an ignominious end galls me to no end. I feel as though I have been a poor steward of what I was intrusted with, and quite low about the whole thing.
We're not talking about Sulka ties, or anything rare, just a small grouping of ties with what I thought to be attractive patterns that looked brand new, even though 70+ years old, which is part of the charm of wearing them for m:, as though the passage of time has not affected these items, and it doesn't matter how "dated" the era in which they were manufactured. They belong to the present as much as to the past.
Has loss of any items occurred to anyone else, that maybe you know how I feel?
By the standards of most on here, I have a somewhat humble vintage tie collection; about 70 from the mid '20's through the mid '40s. I have about thirty from the late '30s-early '40s that I wear for swing dancing. Most are ridiculously dead stock.
While on a road trip recently, I took eight for dance venues around the southeast. While visiting a monument in Texas, and away from my car for twenty-five minutes, my car was broken into, in broad daylight, in a parking lot, and my suitcases stolen. Of course, the ties were among the items taken.
On one hand, I know that they are ties, and that I am grateful worse things did not occur. But, I am so saddened that I was able to rescue these items, wear them--that for which they were intended--for the first time in decades, and now they are probably in the trash, and gone forever. I feel as though, despite my caution in taking care of what I have, that these ties deserved so much better, and that such beautiful items met an ignominious end galls me to no end. I feel as though I have been a poor steward of what I was intrusted with, and quite low about the whole thing.
We're not talking about Sulka ties, or anything rare, just a small grouping of ties with what I thought to be attractive patterns that looked brand new, even though 70+ years old, which is part of the charm of wearing them for m:, as though the passage of time has not affected these items, and it doesn't matter how "dated" the era in which they were manufactured. They belong to the present as much as to the past.
Has loss of any items occurred to anyone else, that maybe you know how I feel?
