Thursday Safe Doors

This is my first door post for 2022 and because I’ve not been anyplace new recently, I searched my photos to see if by some slim chance I had a door in my arsenal to post for Dan’s Thursday Doors challenge. Yep, I had this forgotten door I photographed in a North Carolina bar. I remember we were waiting at our table for refreshments to arrive and just barely out of reach I saw this odd, black box next to a neighboring table. Realizing it was a safe, and an odd find in this random bar, I decided to zoom in to read it’s door. Only after taking the picture could I read the wording, a safe from my hometown, Richmond, VA. (My son now lives in Norfolk so doubly meant to be. AND, I lived in Ohio for a short minute, Columbus, not Canton So triply? meant to be). As I study this antique door I am remembering a story I was once told, and only once, about a relative who was a rather notorious safe cracker in his day. Wish I knew all the sordid details to share with you. Or do I?

I’ll be checking out your door photos over the weekend as I am a day behind. All ready I cannot keep up with my schedule and we’re only halfway into January. Until next time…