On my antique and flea market trips, I am starting to notice that many vintage pieces are items I grew up with, and my latest find is the globe. Every autumn when school started, I pulled out my globe for my social studies class. I remember spinning it as fast as I could, closing my eyes, and putting my index finger on a country to make it stop. I would then ask my mother a thousand questions about the new country I "discovered" and promised to go there when I was older. At a flea market last weekend, I was so excited to find this slice of my childhood right in the middle of clothes and other clutter. I cleaned it up and it now has a home next to my old book collection. Admittedly, I did spin the globe for old times sake and it landed on India. Who knows, maybe this is how my next vacation location will be decided.