
Growing up in Kirkwood I remember an old weather
gauge hanging in the hallway. My dad would periodically point out the %
humidity in the house or the air pressure, as measured by this
gauge. My dad has always had a thing for meteorology, and yes, apparently he's not alone in this, but he can watch the Weather Channel for hours. I recently asked if we still had that 'old wooden weather
gauge. At the time, he was pretty sure that we didn't. A week later, the
gauge, carefully packaged with love, showed up in my mail--dad had found the old
gauge in the basement. One of the glass panels (oh, they're clear plastic!) was missing and the
gauge itself wasn't exactly wood (try plastic with a
faux-wood grain finish). Regardless...love it.
The gauge didn't really match our home, so I painted it a glossy white and now its perfect (antique but with a retro upgrade?). The only thing left to do is calibrate the gauges. Awesome.
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