This 1948 gem of a watch is precious, gorgeous, and still works as well as the day it was originally purchased by my grandpa for his new bride. The watch came to me courtesy of latter, my maternal grandma; I pried it from her cold dead hand at her wake. Just kidding, silly… Jews don’t have wakes – I took it from her before the paramedics arrived on scene. Ok, no not really that would be gross. All kidding and uncomfortable morbidness aside, with its tennis bracelet band and petite apexed-face jewelry doesn’t get more classically vintage than this; and it was acquired for the price of Free. Don’t be scared to snuggle up to your old, wrinkly grandparents, kids. Sure they may have a lovely of au de decay scent but they may just also have some fabulous items in their possession from bygone days. Don’t be afraid to ingratiate yourself – it won’t be for naught. I promise.