One Saturday, when I was about nine or ten years old, my brother and I were out with our grandmother as she did her weekly shopping around town. One of the stops that day was at our local K-mart. As we were walking past the jewellery counter, out of the blue, she asked us if we wanted a watch. I don’t recall why. Maybe they were on sale or something?
At any rate, we of course said yes and we both walked out with new watches. My brother being older and more sensible, chose a Micky watch. Me, a weird-o always wanting to be different, chose a Goofy watch. I remember thinking it was cool because everything was backwards on the dial.
I wore it all through middle school, up until about 8th grade when I began to think it wasn’t “cool” anymore and kind of childish! I then put it in a nightstand drawer in my bedroom where it sat all through my high school years and a year into community college, at which point I decided to enlist in the US Air Force.
Before leaving for basic training, I gathered up all the things I had collected though out my childhood, stuff like school yearbooks, old action figures, baseball cards and this watch too apparently. I put them in a trunk, then put the trunk into the attic of my parents house, where I more or less forgot about it.
Fast forward years later and both my parents had unfortunately passed away. My siblings and I are cleaning out their house and what do I find in the attic? My old trunk of course. I remember kind of going through it a bit, but don’t remember seeing the watch. I wasn’t into watches at the time, so if I did see it, I probably didn’t think anything of it. We were selling the house, and since I lived in Italy at the time, I couldn’t take the trunk with me. Therefore, I took it to my sister’s and put it in her attic, where it’s been ever since.
A recent thread on here about first watches got me thinking “what ever happened to that watch my grandma bought me all those years ago”. I started to think what might have happened to it and thought, if it’s anywhere, it’d be in that trunk. I called my sister and asked her if she’d look through it and see if she could find the watch, which she of course agreed to do. She called me back a few hours later and to my surprise, said she had found it. Her words exactly were, “It was in an old lady, danish cookie tin.”!! I asked her to send it to me and it finally arrived today.
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It’s t-tiny at about 34mm. Funny, I don’t remember it being this small!!!
I didn’t have much hope for it as, I fully expected the battery to have leaked and destroyed the movement, but to my surprise everything looked ok.
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I popped in a new battery and voila, it started right up!
I then did a quick polish job on it, put it on probably the only 16mm strap I have and I think it came out ok.
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Anyway, I just wanted to thank you guys for helping me remember about and recover a watch that I had all but forgotten.
At any rate, we of course said yes and we both walked out with new watches. My brother being older and more sensible, chose a Micky watch. Me, a weird-o always wanting to be different, chose a Goofy watch. I remember thinking it was cool because everything was backwards on the dial.
I wore it all through middle school, up until about 8th grade when I began to think it wasn’t “cool” anymore and kind of childish! I then put it in a nightstand drawer in my bedroom where it sat all through my high school years and a year into community college, at which point I decided to enlist in the US Air Force.
Before leaving for basic training, I gathered up all the things I had collected though out my childhood, stuff like school yearbooks, old action figures, baseball cards and this watch too apparently. I put them in a trunk, then put the trunk into the attic of my parents house, where I more or less forgot about it.
Fast forward years later and both my parents had unfortunately passed away. My siblings and I are cleaning out their house and what do I find in the attic? My old trunk of course. I remember kind of going through it a bit, but don’t remember seeing the watch. I wasn’t into watches at the time, so if I did see it, I probably didn’t think anything of it. We were selling the house, and since I lived in Italy at the time, I couldn’t take the trunk with me. Therefore, I took it to my sister’s and put it in her attic, where it’s been ever since.
A recent thread on here about first watches got me thinking “what ever happened to that watch my grandma bought me all those years ago”. I started to think what might have happened to it and thought, if it’s anywhere, it’d be in that trunk. I called my sister and asked her if she’d look through it and see if she could find the watch, which she of course agreed to do. She called me back a few hours later and to my surprise, said she had found it. Her words exactly were, “It was in an old lady, danish cookie tin.”!! I asked her to send it to me and it finally arrived today.
It’s t-tiny at about 34mm. Funny, I don’t remember it being this small!!!
I didn’t have much hope for it as, I fully expected the battery to have leaked and destroyed the movement, but to my surprise everything looked ok.
I popped in a new battery and voila, it started right up!
I then did a quick polish job on it, put it on probably the only 16mm strap I have and I think it came out ok.
Anyway, I just wanted to thank you guys for helping me remember about and recover a watch that I had all but forgotten.
