The Sleepy Hollow Chair resides at my sister's place, where I have just spent the morning. It is not just a piece of furniture, but a story that is part of the fabric of the Hope Family history. Crafted around 1895 by Joseph Hope, it has been part of my brother-in-law's family for four generations. No doubt, countless hours have been spent in comforting contemplation in the crook of The Sleepy Hollow Chair. Its arms are lovingly worn, the right bearing the initials of young Margaret, carved perhaps in a moment of solitary defiance. My own girls have sat in this chair ever since they could climb into it, feet barely dangling over the edge. Isn't it wonderful how furniture can soak up the memories of a family, and tell its stories for generations to come?
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