"Glasses from a box", opus one....
Fifteen years ago I met a beautiful lady who was
eight years my senior. During my first visit to her
place I mentioned that I had a big collection of
glasses. She said, "I have always hated my glasses!",
stood up straightaway and came back with a wooden
box. "Here, these are for you!". The box contained
about a dozen glasses dating from the late 1950's
till the late 1980's. Most of them were her own glasses
but this Rodenstock pair had once belonged to her
elder sister
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