Just last month I was taking out an interior chimney in my mothers house. The chimney ran through the linen closet, so I had to remove the shelving. I'm pulling apart the wood, and I find a little admission ticket, the kind you might get issued to get into any sort of local carnival or fund-raiser.

I go to pick it up (and bend it in the process, of course [Linked Image] ) thinking that because of how new it looks, it must be something left by the last owners before my family moved in in '89.

Then I read the date: Friday, October 31, 1924.

Not much, but sure neat because I wasn't expecting it.

-John