Aren’t the old stamps pretty?
As I opened the heavy tube, sure that all my problems were gone (because Hoover’s life-savings would have solved all of my problems, right?!) I found a roll of less-than-pretty wall paper. I wasn’t too disappointed, though. I would have felt obligated to give the money to Hoover’s kids anyhow.
I loved this little note on the inside of the paper roll. I can just imagine young Fran writing this and expecting to take the tube (with a pole inside) and his dad fishing when he got home from his mission. They would have had a lot to catch up on after two years apart.
The return address on the second tube.
I love these treasures, but they still aren’t my favorite thing we’ve found! That treasure is yet to come. I’m still at a loss as to what to do with these things. They are fun and neat, but where do I keep them? Right now they are in a box and I assume I’ll just keep them there until…? What would you do with random stuff you found in the walls of your house? Part of me wants to write a note of explanation and put everything back in the walls, back in the dark home they’ve had for the last fifty years. What do you think?