The Button Bar (or one of many)
Did everyone have a button bar? Or is this just something our dear mother made up to use up scraps of fabric and also all the ridiculous scads of buttons that we accumulated throughout our childhood? This is just one of several such button bars, which decorated our bedroom throughout our childhood. We loved buttons, and they did seem to find us, and as we recall, they were rarely actively sought out or purchased, they just seemed to happen. (This is still the case with buttons in our life, except for one brief button-making phase that we went through, but that’s done now.)
Displayed above, as you can see, are a button from Sick Kids Hospital from the glamourous time we attended the taping of the telethon. Also, an Owl magazine button, probably obtained from the Word on the Street book festival lo these many years ago. And there’s a button celebrating CHCH channel 11, and we have no idea what that one is about. As you can see, we weren’t picky about our buttons – any and all buttons were welcome on our button bar. We’re pickier now, and buttons are displayed on the bulletin board above our desk instead of on random scraps of fabric. Maturity!
Monetary value: Ooh, a CHCH button! $o.oo
Nostalgic value: Meh. We do wish we could remember more about that Sick Kids telethon taping, though, because we’re pretty sure we had the best time there.
Disposal status: Trash.