Dad's Desk...

We brought back from home my Dad's desk. I remember him doing his book work at this desk. It reminds me of him. I am happy to have it. It needs some work but my friend Laurie who is refinishing an old desk I had is coming this weekend and she will educate me. (Laurie is this really rewarding friend in that she is really, really smart, very well read and researches everything to the nth degree. And in this case I will just get to use her well researched and well thought out knowledge.) There are maybe 4 spots on the desk that I will refinish. Then it will be a home for all my stationary, pens, ribbon etc. And every time I get to sit there I will get to think of my Dad. This is a great compliment to the table of my Mom's I got. Both are small pieces that fit nicely in our small condo.