Black and white art. Photo of a elderly man with a beard in a wheat field. Feels like cardboard. It is in a black box style frame approximately 1.5" wide. It is marked on the back: "A Windsor Art Product" Illinois Moulding Co., Chicago, Illinois 60608" "Windsor Art Products, Inc. Los Angeles, California 90058. Hand printed ON LABEL IN BACK: "P331-2 V6117-03-138 WHEAT FIELD". Has some flaws on photo and on frame. Fair condition. I have no knowledge of art.
64" X 80" heavyweight wool blanket with chenille Notre Dame logo in center. Blanket has gold whip stitching on top & bottom edges. No holes in very good condition for age.
This stove is in excellent condition and has been used recently. It is a 1930's American Stove Company Magic Chef apartment stove, 3 burners and still has the original oven thermometer. There is a little surface rust in the pan under the burners and a small scuff or chip in the porcelain on the front edge (pictured) Other than these the stove is in great condition.
It was purchased by my wife's grandmother in the early 1940's. Her little family consisting of her and her husband and 3 children, were moving to Utah from Oregon for grandpa's health (Asthma). He came to Utah and found a beautiful home for the family. He sent for his wife and children, but became ill and died. Grandma came to Utah with the kids and found a small home in a nearby neighborhood close to the Academy (now university) that had a basement she could rent out for supplemental income. She purchased this stove so she could provide that apartment and the income. She had one renter for a short time and after that did not rent out the apartment again for unknown reasons. The stove was then used by her own son when he went to college and then her grandson as a newlywed. My wife and I moved in to the house this year after being laid off. The house had been vacant for a short time as no other family members needed it. The house has now been sold and we were invited to keep the stove and sell it if needed.
The stove spent most of it's existence buried in stacks of papers and things that pile up in a grandmother's basement. My wife didn't even know it was there until we cleaned out the basement after her Aunt's passing in 2009.
