Magazine rack or bookcase

I had a father who could build anything. He made a refrigerator, put a motor on my mother's sewing machine, fixed a furnace you only had to put coal in once a day, made picnic tables for my kids, invented a marble games, made toy storage boxes that looked like an engine or a doll cradle. After me moved here to Shawnee from Topeka he decided we needed a magazine rack by the front door so built one. Later when we enlarged the house we moved it into the den. Now it has treasures. It has art objects that Cindy made like a mouse mask and a giraffe. She had a very talented teacher in Middle School in the art department. There is an hub cap that has a cub scout group's names etched on it by some cub scouts I had when their den mother was ill. There is the bread plate the church gave us for doing things. I always wondered why you got an award for doing what you are suppose to. I accepted it anyway. There is some leftover Beta tapes. There is even some thin books to make it look like a magazine rack. There is some tapes I taped of shows I liked. I think they are Beta also. There are some large books -- Dr. Seuss I think at the bottom. There are a few things on the top shelf I wish I remembered for they are very pretty sort of plates. I generally remember things in the middle of the night. Maybe I'll remember this.