An Austrian "Ein Kreutzer" with Franz I from 1761.
Along with an Austrian "Ein Kreutzer" with Maria Theresa from 1762.

Natural object: Trilobite fossil and some pieces of amber with insects inside.
Man-made: Hum... I have two armchairs that are over 30 years old and some plates from the 1940s. I also have at least one photograph from the 1910s, my grandmother as a toddler.

Oooh....the photograph! I forgot my grandad's photo. Must have been from about the same time as yours mane.

It's such a cute photo. He's about 3 i think. He's been dressed up ever so smartly in a little sailor suit and he's stood on a chair, with such a serious expression on his little face.

Where did those come from? (Yeah, I know: "Austria")

So is the age determined from when it was made into an earring, or when the meteorite was created by the big bang?

No one else has a picture of their precious old shit??? Wtf?

I said the Britannica was old, I didn't say it was precious. (I'd dump all 20-however many volumes tomorrow, but Mrs. Dallas has a sentimental attachment to it.)

Just don't let the kids use it for school science research...

I was in the process of photographing two old pocket watches last night when my camera battery died.

Idylls of the king- softbound leather 1880's. I think that's my oldest- not sure though.

Then you wouldn't know now what we didn't know then.

nice!

I have and old crank type pencil sharpener. The part that the shavings accumulate in is a smiley face, the pencil goes in the mouth. The thing is ancient. My guess, probably from the seventies.

Well, since you know... :)

I've been told that they've been in my family for over 150 years.
They supposedly came to America in 1845.
It's a tradition that each first-born son gives them to his first-born son.
I don't know how true the story is, but I'll more than likely die with them, as I'm not planning on any kids.
Lilys on my chest and these coins on my eyes...

Not counting my trilobite fossil, a large, orange, metal "P" from a "..ARKING GARAGE" that my dad's brother liberated and gave to my dad for his birthday or something when they were at SMU down in Texas in the mid 70's (our last name begins with a P). It is now a family heirloom, passing from each child as he/she enters college. A saying from an old Indian comes with it as it is passed.."There is a time and a place for everything... it's called college."