GEORGEOUS TURQUOISE BLUE PRE WWII BALTIMORE STATUE OF LIBERTY SELTZER BOTTLE

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TODAY IS JULY 4, 2021. IT IS A MUCH BETTER JULY 4TH THAN LAST YEAR FOR MOST, AND THAT'S A TESTAMENT TO AMERICAN INGENUITY, COMBINED WITH THE COLLECTIVE COOPERATION OF THE WORLD. BECAUSE DESPITE THE DIFFERENCES WE MAY HAVE WITHIN AMERICA IT IS STILL A BEACON OF HOPE FOR THE WORLD. AND THE STRENGTH OF AMERICA LIES IN ALL THE PEOPLE WHO HAVE COME FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD TO VISIT AND TO CALL THIS PLACE HOME.
I AM ABSOLUTELY THRILLED TO OFFER THIS VINTAGE SELTZER BOTTLE THAT IS BOTH RICH IN COLOR AND HISTORY. BUT ALSO RICH IN ITS MESSAGE. THIS BOTTLE IS MADE IN GERMANY AND WOULD PREDATE WWII. IT'S A NICE TURQUOISE BLUE COLOR AND WAS MADE FOR LIBERTY BOTTLING WORKS OF 2200 EAST PRATT ST. IN BALTIMORE, MD. THERE IS  A PERIOD 1920'S/30'S PHONE NUMBER OF WOLFE 6097 LISTED. THE ETCHING OF THE STATUE OF LIBERTY REPRESENTS THE BEST IN AMERICA.
MY GRANDFATHER JAKE ENTERED THE NY HARBOUR IN 1894. HE WAS 3 YEARS OLD AND WHEN HE WAS 95 HE STILL COULD RECALL HIS FATHER KISSING THE DECK OF THE BOAT WHEN HE SAW THE STATUE OF LIBERTY IN ALL ITS GLORY. HE DIDN'T KNOW THE SIGNIFICANCE OF THAT MOMENT, BUT HE KNEW IT WAS IMPORTANT.15 YEARS LATER, IN 1919 HE BEGAN DELIVERING SELTZER WITH HIS HORSE DRAWN CART. I STILL USE SOME OF THE BOTTLES FROM THAT TIME, AND THE STATUE OF LIBERTY CONTINUES TO INSPIRE. IT IS AMAZING HOW IN THIS VERY DISPOSABLE WORLD, SOME THINGS HAPPILY REMAIN THE SAME.
THIS BOTTLE WAS SOLD TO MILLER BROS OF BROOKLYN NY,WHO HAD TO ACID ETCH THEIR NAME FOR OWNERSHIP PROBABLY IN THE 1950'S. THEY HAVE A TRADEMARK ETCHING OF A SELTZER BOTTLE. IT ALSO SAYS GOOD HEALTH SELTZER WHICH WAS THE ASSOCATION BOTH MY FATHER AND GRANDFATHERN BELONGED TO IN THE HEYDAY OF THIS BUSINESS. ONE OF THEIR RULES WAS WHEN YOU BOUGHT A SELTZER BOTTLE FROM ANOTHER COMPANY, YOU HAD TO ACID ETCH YOUR NAME AND HAVE A NEW PEWTER TOP MOLDED WITH YOUR NAME AND DATE. USUALLY THE ORIGINAL TOP WAS MELTED DOWN TO SAVE COST. THAT'S WHY FEW OF THE ORIGINAL TOPS SURVIVE.
THE BOTTLE IS IN NICE CONDITION. IT DOES HAVE SOME MINOR FLEA BITES FROM YEARS OF USE, BUT SO DO I, AND IT'S A LOT OLDER THAN I AM....
I HAVE A CUSTOMER WHO LIVES ON W. 9TH IN A LANDMARK BROWNSTONE FROM THE 1850'S. EXACTLY AROUND THE CORNER IS THE ORIGINAL HOME OF EMMA LAZARUS WHOSE POEM IS ENTOMBED IN THE STATUE OF LIBERTY.
IN HONOR OF EMMA WHO DIED TOO YOUNG, AND NEVER SAW THE FAR REACHING IMPACT OF HER POEM, I DEDICATE THIS AUCTION.
AND TO ALL OF US, EVERYONE OF US, WHO ARE IMMIGRANTS TO THIS PLACE WE CALL AMERICA, I OFFER THIS STORY I WROTE FOR A MAGAZINE A FEW YEARS AGO..THERE'S TOO MUCH HATRED IN THIS WORLD. I LIVE IN QUEENS, NEW YORK. WITHIN THE CONFINES OF THIS BOROUGH ARE PEOPLE FROM EVERY CORNER OF THE WORLD, MAKING THEIR CONTRIBUTION. WE NEED TO EMBRACE DIVERSITY MORE. EVERYONE HAS SOMETHING TO OFFER SOMEONE...
"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore,
Send these, the homeless, tempest- tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door."-
Wrote young virtually unknown Emma Lazarus on November 2, 1883 in a sonnet entitled "The New Colossus", as part of a  competetion to raise funds to build the pedestal for the Statue of Liberty, that also included many established  writers such as Mark Twain.Though this inpiring poem was often published during the following year, and up until the dedication of the statue, sadly young Emma died the following year and this momentous work was largely forgotten.Fortuitously  one of her former friends unearthed her poem buried  in an obscure publication and spearheaded a group of Emma's old friends to raise funds for a bronze tablet with her inspirational message inscribed, which was then installed within the pedestal for all to enjoy.Emma Lazarus,whose ancestors came to America  a century before seeking a better life, fleeing from religious persecution in Europe found  sanctuary and comfort here, though they were well off by  then, she couldn't distance herself from the plight of others coming  here generations later, and it by this compassion that she is remembered posthumously generations after her passing.
America is truly built on those who've come before, welcoming others to build a better life for now and the evermore.Like no other place on Earth we are a nation of immigrants whose cultures and traditions converge- fused in to a blend  stronger  than its separate components, that  form  a colorful  mosaic that has inspired the world.
This unorthodox experiment,whose cornerstone was laid with  passion and sacrifice in order to form a government based on democracy and individual freedoms, was born somewhat imperfectly, yet has nonetheless steadily evolved and reinvented itself.From its  precarious creation it has morphed in to a  stable  nation  that has become a steadying force,relied on by others,    a luminous beacon of light, offering a ray of hope for those beleagured people repressed by other less enlightened societies, a chance at financial security limited by only ones lack of desire and tenacity, a way to feed the hungry when war and natural disasters have  plagued their homeland-a land where your children and their children could be better off than you.
And so they came in the millions to a rich land waiting to share its wealth.Native Americans had occupied this area for tens of thousands of years, but they were actually natives of Asia, who came to this region, via a land bridge that no longer exists. There are those who would argue with good cause that the first Europeans here were the Vikings, but generally the history of the European settlement in the Americas dates back to the voyages of Christopher Columbus, looking for short passage to Asia while serendipitously discovering "the New  World". During the 1500s, 1600s, and 1700s, European nations, mainly consisting of the Spanish,the Portuguese, the English, the Dutch, and the French, began exploring and claiming ownership of the regions of North, Central, and South America's, plus the Caribbean  in the name of their respective countries.. They came looking for riches in the form of mineral wealth. There were fortune – hunters, people fleeing from the  poverty in their homelands,  there were those looking to end the religious persecution that they had endured. Then too , there were those who were enslaved  and brought here against their will. Whatever the reasons for coming here,whether ignominously or with more noble aims, America is a land of immigrants, whose inhabitants come from every corner of the world, speaking every language known to man, enjoying the freedom to practice whatever religion they choose to follow, and  pursue their dreams without impediments, and in so doing,ultimately making our society a richer and better place because of them.
Whether you can trace your ancestors to the Mayflower or one of the nameless boats that ferried millions throughout the centuries,no matter the mode of travel, irrespective of the circumstances of your arrival-if you came as an invited guest  or someone who serepitiously crossed a border without detection,whether   it was the allure of the "American Dream" that drew you here, or you arrived by means you never intended,  even if you were never the beneficiary  of the greatness that America came to be characterized by, unquestionably your children and their children's children were offered solace, comfort and opportunity like no other place on earth.
These magnificent immigrants who were our ancestors often felt missplaced and lost in this new world and  clung to neighborhoods and locations where those who had come from similar backgrounds lived- a place where they could find a common ground and familiar languages, customs and a collective history.It was often   somewhat difficult to feel totally "American" and they would often include their tradtional homeland as part of their desciption of who they were-which oddly persists even generations later.Most people describe their ethnicity in multilayered terms.Most when queried would describe themselves in hyphenated terms like Italian-American, Irish American, African-American,Polish-American, Jewish-American, and even more refined descriptions like Asian-American yet still further refined to Chinese-American, Korean-American, Japanese-American, Philippine America, etc.
These new Americans formed affinity groups  serving their members self-interest and betterment.These groups often sponsored   immigrants with  origins that mirrored theirs  providing programs and help in negotiating the complexities of their new home.They even helped direct these new immigrants away from the crowded urban areas in to areas of the sparsely populated regions of America.My father's father was sponsored by a Jewish store owner, from the same ethnic background as my very young grandfather, who went to Lincoln Nebraska in 1899 leaving the urban sprawl of the tennements of New York City to apprentice for him  when that area was very much the "Wild West".Other groups similarly sponsored thousands of others in very much the same way.
Various ethnicities settling in regions of America where the climate was similar to their former homelands.That's why so many of Scandanavian descent settled in the colder northern states where vast expanses of land were readily available for farming and the weather though brutally cold in the winter bore a striking similarily what  they had known in Scandavia.It is similiar to the many Cubans who settled in Florida which has a very similar climate as the nation they left due to political turmoil on their island.Of course it was logistically situated in close proximity to Florida.The climate also proved very enticing to many of people who came from similar regions of tropical or semi-tropical weather in Latin America.And there is a significant population of Mexicans in the border regions of California,Arizona, New Mexico and Texas for  similar reasons of proximity to Mexico, though a good many are historically in their homes for we should not forget this was their land before the original thirteen colonies began their push with " Manifest Destiny" to broaden the territory of America to the Pacific Ocean.
Waves of immigration tend to radiate en masse within certain groups along patterns emminating from various economic and political circumstances.This collective cycylical influx of  immigrants from one region often  generated floods of  new arrivals who were  reviled and mistreated  at first by those who had come before and who were  by then firmly established, yet ultimately as time passed these misunderstood newcomers became part of the main stream of society only to treat the newer arrivals with distain.But despite the differences and the imperfections of our still-perfecting nation, we are far better for the new arrivals and their contributions to our life.
Last week after driving in circles, trying to find a spot to park and deliver a case of seltzer I finally found a  parking spot in  front of Carnegie Hall in Manhattan .After walking three blocks  to my customer and down the stairs to the service elevator, making my deliver then walking three blocks back I realized I had never been to Carnegie Hall, a building famed for it's storied musical history. The old joke the late comedian Henny Youngman made famous about the young  man  lost  in Manhattan walking  with a violin in a case in his hand asking a jaded New Yorker "Excuse me sir how do I get to Carnegie Hall?"  and getting a typical New York response "Practice..practice," resonated during my short walk back to my van.This was a place of legend-a gift of a Scottish immigrant born in Scotland to penniless parents arriving in America at 12 with nothing but hopes and ambition.But by his life's end he had become a wealthy industrialist who gave most of his fortune away to build public libraries,schools and institutions like Carnegie Hall in hopes of inspiring others to grasp the riches America had to offer.His story is one of the millions written by the millions of immigrants who have come here looking for a better life, hoping to leave their legacies, and inspire future generations to build on their dreams, and then inspire those  who will come after  to realize the greatness that is the ever-changing experiment known as the American dream.
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ALL AUCTIONS BELONG TO MY WIFE SELTZERLADY.
I STILL DELIVER THE SELTZER AND WILL NEVER SELL ANY OF MY BOTTLES IF YOU OF SEE ME AROUND, BUT WILL TALK TO ALMOST ANYONE ABOUT THEM.
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THESE ARE IN FABULOUS CONDITION CONSIDERING THEIR AGE AND THAT THEY'VE BEEN USED FOR GENERATIONS. WHEN YOU DELIVER THESE BOTTLES IN WOODEN CASES OF TEN WEIGHING 70 POUNDS THEY DO GET HANDLED ROUGHLY.
AND THEY DO SHOW THEIR SIGNS OF AGE BUT THAT ONLY ADDS TO THEIR AUTHENTICITY AND DESIRABILITY..
THESE BOTTLES HAVE BEEN CLEANED THOUGHLY BY MY WIFE AND THESE ARE HER AUCTIONS.
THEY ARE MEANT FOR DISPLAY AND DECORATION..
THESE ARE VINTAGE COLLECTIBLES AND WERE IN USE TILL RECENTLY..THEY ALL HAVE A LONG AND MAGNIFIENT HISTORY OF PLEASING MANY FOR GENERATIONS. THEY ARE TIME-WORN WHICH ONLY ADDS TO THEIR AUTHENTICITY AND SENSE OF CONTINUITY WITH THE PAST FOR THOSE WHO LOOK FOR THINGS THAT ARE MEANT TO BE USED FOR A MOMENT THEN DISPOSED OF JUST AS QUICKLY.
THANK YOU.
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