Rough day yesterday
It was, it was. I lost a very important memento, the cabinet card of my great-grandfather's sculpture that was in the agricultural building of the 1893 world's fair (see below). I was walking on a windy day to my therapists office and it must have flipped in the wind and fell out of the bag I was carrying it in. I know what happened...I saw a young man stop, put his hands in his pockets while smiling at me. When he first caught my eye I saw his eyes look up, then follow something down to the ground. He knew he wanted it and saw the opportunity. He got it.
It's too bad a lot of people steal. He'll never know how important this is to me. At least I have a scanned copy of it.
It could be worse. But the loss is tremendous, but I'm his great-granddaughter, and I'm also an artist, like he was. It meant a lot for that reason.
