Actually, this is about one of my favorite things in our home: the mantle. Many years ago, when I was a little girl and my hometown was still a wonderful community in which all of yours needs could be met without leaving its' one square mile, one of my mothers many purchases for us from the used furniture store down by the hospital on the river was this fireplace mantle. Back then it was more off white than yellow and the barn red insert was a faux black & white marble. It also came with one of those light-up electric log sets that had a tiny fan which blew strips of yellow, red & orange cellophane for that "cracking fire" affect. I loved it! I remember lying on the livingroom floor in front of it, in the dark, watching & listening to the "fire." Fast forward to 2004. I'm 29 and Mom decided to get rid of the mantle. She told me if we didn't pick it up by the end of that weekend, she'd take it apart and get rid of it herself. ...
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