Ode to the Old Yellow Chair

There once was an old yellow chair.  How we loved that chair!  Yellow fabric with blue flowers, green vines and red berries.  It was the first piece of furniture a very young, poor and newly married couple could afford to buy.  Overstuffed, oversized.  Throughout the years, that chair hosted many important events in our family. 

A precious baby found a comfortable spot to stay awhile;

Aunt Patty feeding Saoirse

Family reunions squeezed in and around the yellow chair;

Michael, Grandpa Tom, Saoirse


Bedtime books were read while snuggling in the chair;

Michael and Saoirse

New additions to the family rested between the arms,

Aunt Patty feeding Jenae
And the old yellow chair allowed tired souls to sleep soundly.

Jason

Drink stains, holes in the fabric and the roughness of children finally made us realize that we had to let it go.  Thank you old yellow chair for being part of our family for the past fifteen years!

WELCOME



Let's all welcome our new loveseat into the Kistner furniture family!  JCMT

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