Another day, another trip to the antique store, and another set of small scores . . .
First up, a pair of mid-century Superlon plastic salt and pepper shakers. This was weird because I was looking for something ’40s-ish, and when I saw these on a vendor’s shelf, I thought that they looked the part. It wasn’t until I got them home and did a little research that I learned that they were probably mid-to-late 1950s, and when I saw what they were going for online, I was relieved that I actually got them. They’re clean, intact, and serviceable, although I don’t know if I’ll keep them for use or display. Now if I only had red and white dishes . . .
Then there was this mid-70s era clock with the flipping digits. It could be earlier, but I doubt it – there are no markings other than the Sears Roebuck tag on the bottom. I don’t know why I’d been looking for one of these; I think it was because I just had it in my head that my bedroom clock was of this style and when, out of curiosity, I decided to check, I learned that it’s digital. After that, I thought it’d be need to find one of the earlier versions.
This one is nice and it works – I plugged it in and it kept great time. It was also cheap, which I assume was due to the sun-stained discoloration on the plastic shell. The alarm is loud, too. Staining aside, it’s a clean piece of equipment. I like it a lot.
Truth be told, I’m surprised that no one’s bothered to make a reproduction of this style of clock. I’m serious. A few years ago, Wesclox issued replicas of three of their mid-century designs, the 1964 Big Ben and Baby Ben desk clocks, and their 1969 Travel clock. There were some short-cuts taken, obviously, but for the most part they were identical to their original counterparts. A flip-digit clock might be interesting to replicate, and with so much interest in mid-to-late century life going on now, I’d think that a limited edition would sell quite nicely.
Well, there wasn’t much else that I either wanted or could afford (although I do have an eye on a pair of walnut colored mid-century end tables) on this jaunt, so I left to hit a local grocery for a few things. That’s when I found my last “antique” for the day:
Oh, yeah . . .