I have an old wooden horse in my kitchen br antique advertisement signs now hang on my walls. br Porcelain tubs once used, for scrub-a-dub-dubs br bird houses hang on old door knob wooden stubs. br br For years I've collected these treasures br from a time when it was all considered just junk. br I stored them away, yet knowing one day br I would bring them all out from my trunk. br br They now adorn this home I now share br all of my displayed treasures with family and friends. br They come in and awe, at my collection of all br and wonder and ask where they've been. br br I tell them the stories of the pasts they have seen br like the old porcelain tub, that may have scrubbed babies clean. br And the advertisements of so very long, long ago br 'Bull Durham' and 'My Day Coffee cans', on the shelves and the walls. br br Taking them on a journey to a time that I somewhat have lived br and sharing that time remembering, that all my treasures still give. br br One Mans' Junk, Is another Mans 'Treasure.