After cleaning out the desk I popped an e-mail to our four kids (really?? there has to be a better word for adult "children") asking if anyone had interest and/or room. I should know my kids better and I should have thought a bit more before sending that e-mail because now we have to decide how to decide about who gets the desk. This also got me thinking about other things around our house and the memories attached to them.
On the bookcase in our family room sits an old hand-held school bell. When I look at that bell I can honestly hear the sound of it ringing out over the hutterite colony my Gramma Dot taught at in the 60's. My two brothers and I lived with our Gramma Dot and Grampa Albert on that hutterite colony for a few months and we attended the one-room schoolhouse with the children from the colony. I can't remember whether it was Irricana or Beisker. I do remember it looked much like the one in the picture below.