So one evening my brother and I were cleaning off some old shelves in the basement of our family home. The people who lived there had left all sorts of junk, and a few cool things behind, which became our property in the purchase of the house.
So we are cleaning in a mid-west stormy night. Thunder and lightning, some of the shelves had old canning projects on them and we tossed those out. So we moved over to the next shelf which was built into a small alcove so the length was short, but the shelf was deep. Cannot see the top shelf, but I can reach up there to get the junk.
So I reach up, and feel something, I can grab it by what I think is a built in handle. So I grab it as I hear the thunder, pull it out of the top shelf, and there I am holding a human skull with my fingers in the handle, the eye sockets.
Have a day filled with peace joy love and blessings....
