On my trip back to my hometown in July,
I noticed that the street signs had been replaced.
The old ones were metal and cool.
I wondered what had been done with them.
I spotted a sign in a front yard garden. So I knew there had to be a way to find one.
Unfortunately, I didn't have the time to research it before
our vacation was over and I left California without one.
But then, unexpectedly going back a few weeks ago (dad's funeral),
I had a second chance to do sign research.
I headed to City Hall, where indeed I found out they were for sale. $78 each.
I wanted, needed, must have...the street I grew up on.
I chose the one I wanted, then went back 2 days later.
It had to be picked from storage and brought to City Hall.
I went back and happily collected it with my nieces. (they're cute too!)
I wrapped it McGyver style, then shipped it to myself in MN.
I thought shipping was going to be super expensive,
due to it's weight and odd shape. But it was decent at $14. Yay!
It arrived nearly unscathed. It was my mini-Christmas.
Here it is.
From years and years in Sierra Madre to my very own wall.
It's metal, porcelain, rusty and just the right amount of chippy.