What is this ugly thing, you ask? This is a memory jug. It is from my father's side of the family and was in our house growing up. It was ugly then too. It is a collection of stuff from the maker's life stuck on the outside of the jug. There are buttons, a tiny porcelain doll, little sugar cube tongs, hair ornaments and the true gross out pieces - teeth with roots. I actually read, when I was making Secrets of Aging that at some point in time it was very fashionable to make these memory jugs. A few years back my father delivered this jug to me. Am I stuck with this for the sake of history? Will anyone really care if I drop in off the back of the moving truck? The things of our history sometimes follow us wherever we go!
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