While painting and rearranging my living room this past week, I...

While painting and rearranging my living room this past week, I realized that I have become a collector of kerosene lanterns. My Grandma Bonnie collected them and I remember one time when I was little she lit them all up at once and turned off all the lights. She had over 30 of them. I remember loving it, the intimacy of firelight. You don’t get that with electric light. Thirty years later and I have accumulated a dozen of them or so, without even consciously realizing it.

Therefore, I hereby declare myself a collector of kerosene lanterns, because, when I grow up, I wanna be just like Grandma Bonnie.