uniforms | River's world…..

Ever since my husband started his insulation and ceiling project down in the cellar, things have started to float upstairs…

The den couch is now covered in crap.

As is the den chair. These old uniforms (and ratty, full of holes, military issue socks because we can’t throw anything out, ever! ) were so stinky and full of mildew I made him take them to the laundromat in the next town. What does he plan on doing with them? Absolutely nothing.

My auxiliary side desk in the home office is now covered in coins.

And musty old boxes are being unpacked in the living room.

This particular box unearthed a treasure he was thrilled to see again.

See if you can figure out why…

Men.

They’re easily amused.

There was so much to see and take in at this little museum.

The husband with two of his old work colleagues taking about some kind of gun. 62 years of Army, Navy and Marine Corps service represented right there.

The Nazi flag came from a soldier who liberated Auschwitz.

This flag flew during the Normandy invasion.

A wall of WWII Life magazines. It will not surprise you to learn my husband has them all.

There’s a story for this fellow with the strategically placed leaf…

Of all the uniforms that have been donated and are on display at the museum, a WWII era French officer’s is not among them. All they have so far is a hat, so this poor guy is doing what any self respecting Frenchman would do while he waits…. drink wine on a nude beach.