This Friday, Nat and I drove down to Frankfort to see my folks. We dropped the babe off for a sit with her Noonie and Papa and we quickly ran to the movie theatre in New Lenox. We caught Avatar - more on that later - but I also picked up a box of items from my mom. Amongst some childhood treasures were two Abraham Lincoln busts pressed in Illinois coal. I only know they're from Illinois coal because of the "certificate of authenticity" that accompanied them in their boxes!
To the untrained eye, they look like cheap black plastic molds that should be sold at a garage sale for a buck or two. But...now....when you come across a black bust of Lincoln at your local flea market, take a second look and grab it while you can. For, it could be pressed of downstate coal and now you'll have a story to tell about your old pal Abe sitting on your bookshelf.
