As I was dusting the mantel today, it occurred to me that all the items I was removing tell a story. It’s a story of several generations right there on my mantel. There are two oil lamps one from each of my grandmothers, they are lamps that were actually used once upon a time for light. Someone in my family read a book or sewed, or a child did their homework in the glow of these oil burning lamps. There’s a small churn from my paternal grandmother, she used it to make butter for her family. My great grandfather’s school bell sits among the photos. He taught in a one room school and rang the bell to begin class or end recess. I took it to school once and used it to call in my fourth graders from recess. Among the other treasures are some old toys that my brother and I played with as a child. There are two metal cars, wooden blocks and a set of jacks I used in elementary school. A plastic golden egg is there. It was free when you bought a new pair of Red Goose Shoes. I believe it contained a balloon, some candy and a small toy. Some photos of myself and my husband when we were about six years old are on the mantel as well as a photo of my family around 1960. There is a recent family photo taken just last fall. The newest item is a photo of my grandchildren taken last December. It sits among our family heirlooms--a new generation. What will they add to this collection?