Someone asked if I have any treasured heirlooms, such as portraits of my ancestors, hanging on my walls. Actually, I do have one family heirloom on the wall, but it’s not a portrait. In fact, it’s kind of a family joke.
Once upon a time, when ashtrays were a thing, my grandmother had these enormous, tacky, iridescent ceramic ashtrays ornamented with big sculpted roses on them and the family name in gilded lettering. She gave one to my parents. Back in the 1980s, they sold it at a garage sale. They didn’t know a neighbor bought it with a plan in mind. Years later, the neighbor wrapped it up and gave it to my mom as a joke gift. I am the only daughter who kept our maiden name, so my mother eventually gave it to me. It is so over the top that I proudly and gleefully hung it on the wall. I love it!