T R U N K S
Lynny and I always have a few for sale in our booth…but I have never truly incorporated one into my own home until recently. My uncle gave us an old black trunk that once belonged to my grandmother, but somehow, wound up with him. Since the top wasn’t an even surface, I naturally, had a piece of glass cut to fit it. Now, we have a lovely, yet manly, side table in Billy’s man-cave. Happy bout that.