You Betcha...

So you never know quite what you will find in a sixty year old house.  Well.  This is what I found.  tucked away neatly in the ceiling above the garage portion of the old basement.  Who knows when or how it got there, but it had a receipt and everything in the bag from the original store dated June of 1972.  The farewell card is complete with a handful of signatures.   Sometimes I pause amidst the work like this and try to imagine how, why, and who would take a card like this and it would disappear for forty years...

Oh well, farewell you farewell card.   I surely have no need of you.  Lest it be to bury you for another 40 years to see who will find you next...