A Gift of my Heritage
September 18, 2009Wednesday, I was on the phone with my mom as they pulled into their new diggs in Charlotte, North Carolina. It's been a little strange (and emotional) to see them leave the home they've lived in for the last 18 years. It's been a little emotional for all of us family, neighbors and friends.
Before my parents took off, they parted with many of their old treasures. My dad even emailed out a spreadsheet listing the items they wanted to get rid of. I guess if I can't live near my parents, I can just live with a few of their really cool things. Right? My mom pulled me aside to ask me if I wanted this sign painting book. I truly couldn't be more honored to receive such a gift. This mammoth book tutored my great-great grandfather while he was learning calligraphy. He even left notes on a few pages.
All of the sample signs are intricate and hand made. I can't imagine the time and precision this must have required. If it weren't for my scanner and the Adobe creative suite, I would be in trouble.
GO! LAZY FAT VIXEN BE SHREWD: JUMP QUICK! Does this not induce giggles? SO cool.
Of course, this is my personal favorite of the 96 fonts featured in the book. What's interesting, is when my mom gave me the book she said that my great-great grandfather had written family names and dates in the book. That day we couldn't seem to find them anywhere and thought they were lost. Well, opposite this page is my great-great grandfather's handwriting with the names of his kids, their ages and the number of grand children (my grandpa being one of the grandchildren). It just sent chills down my spine when I realized that he wrote this just days after my grandpa was born (September of 1924). That was 85 years ago, this month.