radiator

The radiator in my old room. Underneath, the land of lost coins and matchbox cars. Soon after we moved in, my dad constructed protective boxes for our bedroom radiators, made of plywood and window screen. Once we were old enough not to burn ourselves on them, the boxes went away. We would have tie pins full of water underneath to keep the house from getting too dry (poor man's humidifier). They were a good spot to sit and look out the window, weighed a ton, and thankfully were never noisy.