05 April 2011

8 plastered

on 24 december 1997, i received the jackie and jfk plaster busts that "actually look[ed] real." really, they didn't, but i was young and naive and it was my first encounter with statuary and i was, accordingly, bewitched.

in great eaton family disasters, somewhere around 2001, jfk bust lept from the windowsill on which he sat in my bedroom and busted his head. like, shattered it all up in a way creepily in keeping with historical fact.

in recent years, i've lamented that we didn't keep him. because i am macabre and he was historically accurate and jackie looked terribly lonely and, though damaged, he was still part of a matched set. but i gave him up for gone, because who on earth hangs on to a shattered statue? much less for 10 years.

i randomly mentioned this to my father one day. in that off-handed way that one speaks fondly of the broken toys of one's childhood, as though there was a destiny of which they were deprived.

all you need to know about my family is that yesterday this came in the mail:

8 comments:

jmillewitz said...

your parents are awesome.

oline said...

they're something!

Linda said...

aw. I love this. SO Much.

Linda said...

aw. I love this. SO Much.

oline said...

you really love it, don't you?

Les Savy Ferd said...

that kind of looks like an album cover.

oline said...

i think there's a cover of something death cab for cutie that features the jfk head.

oline said...

well, kind of: http://www.amazon.com/Drive-Well-Sleep-Carefully-Death/dp/B0009UZGHI/ref=sr_1_16?s=music&ie=UTF8&qid=1302034163&sr=1-16