Hello vintage lovers!! I am sure you are scratching your heads right now at exactly what is a homeplace. Well, in the south that is where your parents/grandparents lived and grew up. Back in the 50s/60s most people bought a home and that was the only home they bought their whole lives. So when I say homeplace I mean my grandparents house, they are now deceased and have been for a long time. My dad and I decided to go up there with my two boys a few weeks ago and the main reason was to look for these marbles.
My grandfather collected marbles he found all around. I am sure a lot came from my dad cause he played with marbles a lot as a kid. Others were from the school where he was janitor and various other places. I really wanted them for my son because he is getting obsessed with marbles and I thought it would be awesome if he had some from his great-grandad. It took us a while to find them but we finally did and after some deep cleaning this is what we have. I think someone else took some too because I remember a lot more than what is here when I was younger. These are not in the best condition some are chipped and cloudy and that is ok. The emotional value is more important than actual value anyways. I hope to put them in a vintage jar at some point to store them but for now my son has them in a box in his room.






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