I have been clearing boxes from under the bed and there was one way up near the wall I could not reach.
The other day I finally took my hiking pole and shoved it out the other side.
Ah, that is where that was! A box of metal pieces.
It was a scoreboard!
At least it was the 0's and 1's of a scoreboard - most likely baseball.
They did hang from a piece of plywood painted green in the pantry area of the kitchen. One Christmas I took it down to pile several boxes and crates to stylishly arranged my
Never to emerge again until the other day.
It is hand-painted and in fairly good shape. Only one piece has heavy rust and there are no bullet holes.
The surprise of the scoreboard appears when you turn the pieces over and find this.
Can you guess?
It's like a brain game.
It is a partial Coca-Cola sign!
Evidently the rest of the sign had the rest of the numbers on it.
Love the patina!
I carefully checked, but there is no signature on this section of the artist who painted it.
Signatures are greatly sought after.
It does have the trademark symbol.
That familiar font in white on a red background.
This is obviously hand-painted. You can feel the brushstrokes.
Let's raise a small green bottle of ice-cold Coca-Cola to toast this recovered find. (Everyone knows the small green bottles are the best Coca-Cola!)
I plan to find a new home for this treasure since I have not been appreciating its true glory.
Molly is enjoying the extra space under the bed to stretch out and hide from the dogs.
She had to be in the picture because she is the boss.
Who would ever think to find a scoreboard under her bed? Wait a minute, that sounded all wrong!
Well, back to treasure hunting in the house. I plan an excursion into one of the attics this week. Nobody knows what might be in there. I hope no body or bodies!