Monday, November 02, 2020
I'm working on a new project downtown. As we were stripping away the overburden we came upon a pit (probably a cesspool) filled with 1960s trash. I told John I hoped to find some cowboy and Indians, and the next backhoe scrape a toy gun showed up. Then I looked down and there were two toy soldiers. Later in the backdirt I found the troll doll and a money from a Barrel of Monkeys. Currently I am digging a well or outhouse pit filled with 1930s trash. 
Altar.
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1960s toys,.
At the Presidio Museum Matt helped me put up an altar for All Soul's Day, honoring my mother and her ancestors. I had to go back and put name tags on the photos and I started weeping. I miss my mother.
Tomorrow is election day. Biden better win. I have been, of course, obsessing about it.
