I lost all my old momentos in Katrina with the exception of an old metal ferris wheel from the 40s that was my mom's when she was a kid and I would play with it each time I went to visit my great uncle upstate. Nearly 20 years after he died a friend and I were in the town he lived in and we went to his house which had been well picked through but I was thrilled to find it in the attic and brought it home.
