Sunday, March 24, 2013

Creepy.......

OK, I DARE you to find something creepier than this change purse. Go on, dig through the attic, call Grandma, look under the bed. No where will you ever find anything half as creepy as the Croc Change Purse from Hell (CCPFH).






Thirty three years ago I stay with my Grandma and her (older!) sister while Grammy was having chemo. Not fun, but I am glad I was there for her. Her sister Alice, at that time was around 95, almost blind and never the sharpest tack in the box, lived with her. Alice is well known in the family for having LOST a diamond parure (look it up) of which one ring remains. One huge, expensive diamond ring. Don't mug me, I don't have it (yet!).

One night Alice says she want to show me something. Since she is almost blind (and cheap to boot), she never turns on a light. I followed her into her bedroom, where under a 40 watt bulb she pulls out this clawed paw and begins to wave it at me! I swear I thought she was going to give me the evil eye.

As she tells the story, the family (at that time all women) would travel to Florida every winter, obtaining work as musicians in the large hotels. At the docks fishermen would bring in their loads to sell. The fishermen coming off the bayou, the Everglades, would bring alligators, which they would proceed to slaughter right on the dock as "entertainment" (gross!). The guys would sell trinkets as a sideline. Alice bought this "lovely" authentic souvenir. I have kept it all these years cause it is just so creepy and gross I've kind of come to love it. Go figure.