This, is my Grandpa’s chair. The one he finished his LA Times crossword puzzles in, the one he napped in while we ran around him, and the chair that made more of an impression on my little mind than the carpet it sat on. It now sits in our living room. I pass it everyday as if it’s as common as a lazy-boy recliner, but when we have company it is always a topic of conversation. Circa 1950’s, Eames-esqe bentwood recliners with tufted leather are not all that common in our neck of the woods. I think Grandpa would be happy to know the next generation is having just as much fun spinning this well-loved chair as fast as we did.





