Scottie Dogs & Books
These worn-looking bookends belonged to my paternal grandfather, whom I never met. According to my mom, he brought them from Italy. These were a fixture on my parents’ shelves for decades, and I’m so happy to have them in my home.
If I remember correctly, my husband and I picked up these weight gargoyle bookends on vacation one year. They’re perfect for holding up all his haunted places and ghost books.
Under the Sea
I can’t recall how these deep-sea bookends came into our possession, but they’re bright, fun, and I like them!
This painted brick has a story. When the six Catholic parishes in our hometown were reduced by half in the early 1990s, my husband’s parish, St. Joseph, was one of the first to go. The German parish church, which featured a beautiful sanctuary and altar, was on the second floor of the building. When the red-brick church was demolished, some former parishioners salvaged bricks. This is one that someone painted and re-purposed as a bookend.
These metal Abraham Lincoln bookends were discovered in an antique shop when my husband and I were dating. They needed a thorough cleaning, but they remain a pleasant memory of those happy days.
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