It came stuffed with match covers from all over the world. Which were kind of fun, but I had to air the box out for several days. (It smelled.)
I tied it with a purple ribbon, stuffed it with my own treasures, and took it on the road. The box has served me well. I love it.
But I was getting worried. Even though I have a handy-dandy, waterproof bag to carry my Junk Poker box and its treasures around in, it's traveled from NYC to Missouri to Mississippi, twice, all on various airplanes.
My talentedly artistic friend Leslie suggested I decoupage the box to make it sturdier. But since that's not happening until she moves closer and does it for me (hint hint), I decided to stalk eBay and try to find another.
It arrived this week.
It's not nearly as pretty as the first, but it will do for now.
I have to wonder: What do the nice folks who put these things on eBay think.
Geez, I bet somebody will buy a small little shoebox for ten bucks, plus shipping.
This will never sell, but we'll put it up there for $5 and charge a ginormous amount for shipping and see who bites.
Either way, I now have a Junk Poker treasure box. And a backup. All is well.
For more on "treasures" found in books,
check out my friend Leslie Davis Guccione's blog today!