His countless businesstrips went through complete Germany, especially in Bavaria my father Horst-August Bollweg knew each single village. Stress relaxation from his challenging profession as a self-employed sales-man in fashion he got from his search for new precious item for his collection.
He always was very sociable and interested in the life story of the people he met – for sure here is the genetical link to my own counselling and therapeutic profession 😉 – that’s why he always got in close contact to very different people, who enjoyed to look for sleighs for him. Because in many a barn there was a sleigh which was gradually exposed to decay. Sometimes one needed more than just a little bit of imagination, to see the hidden beauty of it. You can see this in the following pictures.
Initially my father looked for sleighs actively at antique dealers, later he was so known for his passion that anybody wanting to sale a sleigh connected with him. This all happened in times before the internet: you can imagine how many handwritten letters with pictures of sleighs were found in the mailbox of family Bollweg. It was a big exception, when of these sleighs was not bought by my dad…
Take care, see you soon,
yours,
Stephanie
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