Sally Frolics in the Snow

Now that Sally has broken out of the museum building, she is taking advantage of her freedom. The cold did not bother her one bit as she slid down a slope. In fact she didn't want to stay still for the picture as the slopes were calling her!

For all you conservator types, please note that she was snug in her baggie buffer to keep out that nasty moisture and shades to help with the UV rays! The stylish toque/head sock/stocking cap (depending on what part of the world you are from) kept her quite snug and looked smashing too.

Now where will she go next?....

Sally Sad Iron's Saga Starts

Hi! I'm Sally and I'm a sad iron. "Sad" is an old English term for 'heavy or dense'. I'm made of iron and am quite heavy. But.... I am also unhappy sad, because of the bum rap I've been given in some museums.

My sisters and I live in museums now, because modern women have the luxury of electricity. No one today would want to heat a piece of metal on an open fire or wood stove so that she or he could press clothes.

Back in the early 1900's, my owner was glad to have more than one sad iron so that she could use one for ironing while the others were heating on the stove. (Yes, a female would have most likely to have been my user back then, but men may have used me too!)

Museums don't like to have more than one of me unless we have a story associated with us. So I am asking you for your support to help save me in our museum. I need your stories that will help glamorize me. Please e-mail our museum cmmmcutknife@gmail.com with your story or post a comment below to help my cause. What might have I been used for other than ironing? Was I implicated in a crime? Did I have a famous or infamous owner?

Your stories will make up a new display next summer in our museum so that I won't have to be removed from the museum's collection. :(

Also watch for further postings as I am going out in the world to gain support for my cause. Watch out world, here comes Sally Sad Iron!

Note: The Sally Sad Iron Saga is a lighthearted attempt to engage interest in our museum. All stories will be noted as fiction.

Craft Sale

Local woodcraftsman, Jack Rowswell, with his beautiful wooden items. (Jack is also on our Maintenance Committee at the museum.)


Museum's table at Royal Purple's Craft Sale, selling our publications and a few other sales items. Noreen Foisy, sitting, and Karen Finley and Gale Stonehouse, standing.