lonely fire

Having recently moved back in, here’s some of things I found whilst poking around in the basement:

My collection of various Grateful Dead memorabilia from when I was 15/16 (the poster is for a show on some mountain in CA in the mid-80’s, billed as “the highest GD concert in the world”):

the concert ticket from when I saw them in 1995 on their last tour:

my lava lamp:

my authentic Bob Ross Beginner’s Painting Kit:

my guitar string “sculpture”:

and finally, the cream of the crop:

my 6th grade biography assignment, “Good Trips, Bad Trips: The Beginnings of Jimi Hendrix.”

note especially my explanation of the title from the Introduction. How I got away with this in Catholic school, I don’t know…

and last but not least, my grandfather’s WWI medals and plaque, dated 1918, from when he was a soldier in the Italian army:

impressive, yes, but note the signature at the bottom:

“B. Mussolini.” Whether it was handwritten or stamped, I’ll probably never know (unless I get it appraised or something). Nonetheless, how many families can claim to have the signature of an infamous 20th century dictator hanging on their wall, hm? I wonder what else I can scrape up…

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