Philadelphia Chapter 1
National Association of Watch and Clock Collectors, Inc.
The Oldest and Largest Chapter in the NAWCC

Summer Picnic

rolex watch, parrot head cane watch, clock and watch societyJoin Philadelphia Chapter One, Clock & Watch Society at Merritt’s Antiques on July 15th, 2017. Come join the fellow horologically inclined at this FREE event. We will have classes, a mart, and Lots & Lots of clocks.

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This month’s newsletter discusses Floral Clocks, and unusual Rolex Watches

Be sure to fill out the registration for the event, See you there!

Over 85 Philadelphia Chapter One members and their families braved the heat last month sharing a delicious summer picnic lunch as well as a great Clock Mart. Thanks again to Merrill’s Antiques for being our hosts again this year, the Merrill grand kids were sure a help as well. Thank you to David Gorrell, Treasurer for putting this fun event together.

These events serve more than just a fun get-together with old friends, they can also be a way to introduce a new generation to the pleasures of Antique Clocks and Watches. Please make the effort to share with any you know that express interest in these subjects. If you know of a young person of mechanical inclination, who is looking for a possible vocation, steer them in our direction. This is precious knowledge that needs to be passed to the next wave of Clock and Watch aficionados. Share (and participate) on our Social Media sites. Talk about your interests to the younger set, and share your pleasure and knowledge with them.

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Chapt1-LogoJULY 30, 2016

3rd Annual Summer Picnic

at  MERRITT’S ANTIQUES

1860 Weavertown Rd. Douglassville, Pa. 19518

9:00 AM to 3:00 PM

All the traditional Fare: Hot Dogs, Hamburgers, Brats, Cut Cuts, Garden Salad, Potato Salads, Cole Slaw, Baked Beans, Corn on the Cob, Watermelon, Ice Cream, Iced Tea, Lemonade, Sodas
Come and enjoy: Good Food Great Friends
Lots and Lots and Lots and Lots of Clocks and Watches
Admission is Free YES FREE!!!
Picnic Lunches are $10.00 per person
Mart Tables are $25.00
All tables are indoors All tables are 8 Foot
Rain or Shine Bring the whole family Guests are welcome
In order to get Lunch or Mart Tables you must pre-register.

Deadline for Registering for Lunch or tables is Friday July 22, 2016

Send your Registration forms and remittances to the Treasurer:
David Gorrell
1179 Dicus Mill Rd.
Millersville, Md. 21108
Email: djgclocks@aol.com
410 987 5915 or 443 694 4972

The REAL IMPORTANCE of TIME

A young man often learns what is most important in life from the guy next door. It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.

Over the phone, his mother told him, “Mr. Besler died last night. The funeral is Wednesday.”  Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.

“Jack, did you hear me?”

“Oh sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It’s been so long since I thought of him. I’m sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago,” Jack said.

“Well, he didn’t forget you. Every time I saw him he’d ask how you were doing. He’d reminisce about the many days you spent over ‘his side of the fence’ as he put it,” Mom told him.

“I loved that old house he lived in,” Jack said.

“You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man’s influence in your life,” she said.

“He’s the one who taught me carpentry,” he said. “I wouldn’t be in this business if it weren’t for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important…Mom, I’ll be there for the funeral,” Jack said. As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser’s funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away. The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time. Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture….Jack stopped suddenly.

“What’s wrong, Jack?” his Mom asked.

“The box is gone,” he said.

“What box?” Mom asked.

“There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he’d ever tell me was ‘the thing I value most,’ “Jack said. It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it. “Now I’ll never know what was so valuable to him,” Jack said. “I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom.”

It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. “Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days,” the note read. Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. Mr. Harold Belser it read. Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package there inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack’s hands shook as he read the note inside.

“Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It’s the thing I valued most in my life.”

A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved: “Jack, Thanks for your time! -Harold Belser.”

“The thing he valued most…was…my time.” Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days.

“Why?”  his assistant Janet asked.

“I need some time to spend with my son,” he said. “Oh, by the way, Janet…thanks for your time!”

Give this some thought and we hope to see you at the Summer Picnic.

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