Several years ago, Carol Channing re-met and then married a long time ago friend, Harry Kulligian. He was 83 and she was 82 when they married. He lived in Modesto, CA and she picked up her life and came here too. I was privileged to meet her on a couple of occasions when she performed at the university when I was still working.
Last year at the age of 91, Harry passed on and Carol now lives in Palm Springs, CA.
Two hearts, friends entwine
Golden years gladness embrace
Time moves softly on
A year later I got an email from a friend telling me that there would be an estate sale at the Kulligian/Channing home. Did I want to go? Well, duh! Which brings me to this morning and of course, the absence of either of my cameras. All the pictures below are from my cell phone and edited for clarity. Thank God for cameras in cell phones.
This delightful tile collage was on one of the kitchen walls. The wallpaper surrounding it was really sad so I took pity on you viewers and cropped the tiles panel to show just the picture.
The most remarkable collection of lamps was scattered throughout the house. Asian lanterns, crystal chandeliers, beaded lamps,Victoria glass and much more were represented. This chandelier was one of a pair and had a bird set at its center.
A wise old man tucked away in a nook in a great piece of wood furniture. Can you see me in the mirror?
Beads, fragile glass beads everywhere and a little ooh-la-la romancing beneath its delicate light.
One of the many Victorian hanging lamps that we found throughout the house.
The backyard rose garden came complete with its own carousel horse.
A gazebo and pool must have been the scene of many happy gatherings.
And what little treasures did I find? A pretty pheasant from Mexico, a covered soap dish with numbers on the bottom but no other clue as to its origin, a small pottery urn from Japan that probably knew life at one time as a sugar bowl or salt bowl (with a top, of course). I added a dainty pink rose to my porcelain rose collection, and last but not least, yet another tiny porcelain cup in my favorite brown transfer ware design.
Visiting their home was like traveling back in time. Thank you, Carol, for the glimpse into the past you shared with us today.