The window came from our 1883 farm house. It finally had to be torn down about 10 years ago. My brother in law saved this one for me, took out the glass, and put chicken wire behind it. Gave it to me for my 50th birthday. Trumbull and Woodward are streets here in Detroit. My maiden name was Trumble, so my boys got me those signs from the Detroit store for Christmas. I am one blessed woman! The cubby shelf houses lots of treasures including my father's childhood doll on top and items made by kids throughout the years.