I grew up in a house full of memories, and until I was ten or so, I thought that antiques were things that one simply had. I had no idea that you could buy them somewhere. Though my childhood living room was quite full of objects-Japanese lacquer tables, baubles, curios, a grand piano and treasures from any number of exotic trips that family members had taken-it still felt very personal. Excerpted from Classic Country by Kathryn M. Ireland All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.
