I put Ella to bed and picked up Punky Mom. We entered Krypto Music Lounge at about 9:30 and were delighted to watch some art films until 10:15. “Ok class, were going to watch a film strip” came above the crowd from somewhere in the room and the format of our entertainment changed. We watched a film strip called “Our Changing Bodies” narrated by a lady in the crowd. About the time I finished my drink our host walked over to our table and asked us to pick the next filmstrip. It was a toss up between “Paul Bunyan”, “The Wonderful Uses of Radiation” or “Personal Hygiene and You”. We picked “Personal Hygiene and You” and at Punky Mom's insitance, I narrated. “Ladies, comb your hair until it shines like a halo”.
I ordered coffee and watched the Found guys unload their minivan outside the plate glass we sat next to. At about 11:00 Davy took the stage and started reading found notes and talking about the trip across the country. We ate it up. His brother took the stage and sang a few songs culminating the mini concert with “The Booty Don’t Stop”. A few more finds read and then some from the audience and they were good. One fella took the stage and handed over a trunk filled with someone’s life’s treasures he had found on a bus he bartered for. They opened the trunk for the first time and splayed the items out onto the stage – it was interesting and sad. We all gathered around the things and took mental notes. Does anyone in those pictures look familiar? Is the handwriting identifiable? We peered into the top drawer of someone’s soul; ballet slippers, one baby shoe, stacks of unrecognizable photos, a diary, a statue of Mary, a dress… sad.
I talked with Davy for a bit, he remembers most of the finds and everyone standing near told him about their favorites. Mine is a little egg with an eyelet hinge on the side, when opened a little chicken was there. It was entitled "Joy". I saw it on the website in 2002 and stole the image. I imagine it was some 3rd graders art the project that fell out of his backpack on the way home. I looked for it on the website - it's gone and I had the image on C drive three computers ago. So there you have it "Joy" is lost.
Punky Mom bought a CD, I bought issue #3 of Found. I asked Davy for a picture and an autograph and I handed him my meager boring ol grocery list found in a pocket. He thanked me and we left. It was great.