Every year around the day before Christmas Eve, my mom and I take a trip to Point Pleasant, NJ to nose around their antique stores and buy ourselves presents… although… I mostly end up getting the presents.
I found this great, huge, red, white, and blue ribbon. When I took it out of the package, a little note reading 7/12/1939 fell out. (Also visible, my pine wood derby award that Dave found for me and a Dead Kennedykes button from my pal. I swear that I am not trying to hide a DK reference in my photos, although it is becoming a running gag.)
And last year’s spoil: a scrimshaw pendant brooch.
Andandand! For good holiday measure, this year’s cozy Christmas tree.