What’s left of my inheritance
Thursday, November 4th, 2010This is what’s left of my inheritance from my maternal grandmother. A chicken salt dispenser that I have had perched on a kitchen shelf for the last twenty years.
What’s even weirder? What I actually received twenty years ago was a box in the mail. The box was full of figurines, but no one packed them in bubblewrap, so all the figurines were broken. Bambi with three legs, no-headed bunnies. Etc. It was truly a sad scene.
The chicken survived the journey, only to do a swan dive onto my concrete floors last week.
Goodbye, Chicken. Go join your buddies in Figurine Heaven.

























