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This chair is one of six that were placed around our dining room table, circa 1955. The early American Pine style was simple and practical for our family from Kansas. We ate every day at that table, our bums were supported by these chairs.  A lot of milk was spilled by toddlers’ hands, much to Dad’s anger.  Mom held all our birthday parties, 4 Kids, at that table, I learned not to tilt my chair on two legs.  One November we witness dad crying after telling us that John F. Kennedy was killed, that was at a time when both Republicans and Democrats cried together.  Sonic Booms rattled the windows. I was at that table constantly doing homework, building model cars, writing thank you letters and of course, eating meatloaf.  Mom and dad took the table and chairs with them in all their 17 moves around the country, it now is on my back patio in Scottsdale, waiting for some love. By the time I received it, my own house was full and my kids weren’t interested in its style.  Now it is almost neglected and hardly ever sat at, except for this time of year.  Sad considering how its structure supported us in our formative years.  Free to a loving home/family!