Your brocante post detailing your box-digging escapades came at the perfect time!! You see, last week, I was in my attic (aka hoarder's den) & found a box of my late dad's belongings that he had brought up here from Virginia 10 years ago. It had been in my attic all that time. I carried the box down 2 flights of stairs. I scrambled in the box, delighting in his "treasures..." old letters, knick-knacks, things that had belonged to his much-older brothers, even a $5 Confederate bill!
Now, imagine digging more than halfway through the box, and finding THIS:
Photo Via Tara Rey's Photo and Text:
Tara, a blog reader of Tongue in Cheek, sent me this email. With Tara's permission I have posted her photo and email here:
Yep! That's a WWII-era grenade, with a pin in it and no hole in the bottom of it!
What ensued was a visit to my attached neighbor's (we live in a twin) to alert them we'd found a grenade in Pop's belongings and there would probably be some "activity." I gingerly removed the rest of the treasures from the box and took the box outside (I figured it had been jostled down 2 flights of stairs...certainly, it could hold out for a move out the door!)
Then, a policewoman, a fireman, then the captain, then THE BOMB SQUAD (mon Dieu!)--who x-rayed it and couldn't determine if it was live--they boxed it in a bomb squad container and hauled it away. It turns out, it wasn't live after all, but that is my recent digging story and I knew you'd LOVE IT!
What discovery have you made lately?