Monday, April 30, 2018

What knockers!

This dainty, wedding-ringed hand served as the knocker on the front door of the house where I grew up ... and now where my sister’s family lives. Nobody ever used it because we were wired with that fancy newfangled doorbell technology, but it did serve as an effectively dire warning to potential knockers that we weren’t above using human body parts to decorate our home.

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