Anyway, I digress from the purpose of writing this entry. When I quit working for Detroit in 1977, I withdrew the money I had contributed to my pension plan there, since I was not yet vested, and bought living room furniture. With the exception of two chairs, I still have it all. And I still like it even if it makes my sons groan.
This morning I am reading my newspaper and there is a small article titled 'La-Z-Boy adds "BoHo chic" colors.' And there is a picture to go along with it: