This bellows belonged to my grandmother, my parents gave it to me for my birthday. As a kid I loved to use it to blow air into my, or more likely, my brother's face. I've always been fond of it and was very excited when it was passed along to me.
I'm not sure of its history, other than that it was painted by my grandmother's dear friend Molly, who was quite talented. The back of it has my grandmother's initials: SEB. It will be hanging next to our fireplace with our fire implements and I'll think of my grandmother each time I see it.