Foster Huntington's photographic project documents the answer. It's incredibly interesting to see some of the contributors' cherished items (click here to view). The saying, "one person's trash, is another person's treasure" definitely rings true. Love is subjective, whether for a person, place or thing.
As I perused thru the photos, I got to thinking, what would I grab on my way out?
- My 12 yr old cat, Whiskey. Despite his constant whining for food and need for attention, he's the one man in my life that loves me unconditionally.
- Laptop: I'd die without my manuscripts, pictures, and music.
- Scrapbooks. Filled with ticket stubs, pics and personal reviews of all the concerts, plays, musicals and sporting events I've attended over the years. The most important, of course, of when I met my favorite band, Faith No More.
- As many framed photos as possible; most of these were before the digital age.
- Dr. Martens. Just found these used boots, completely painted in swirls of color. They help remind me of my inner child, PlayWrite.
- Journals. It would be impossible to grab all of them, but at least the most recent and one of my art journals filled with doodles, paintings, poems and scribbles.
- Magic wand that my lovely friend, Fo, gave me before leaving for the Peace Corps.
- The gorgeous tanzanite ring my mom bought me on our cruise vacation; my owl ring; and my blue topaz earrings.
- Pez collection. Yes, you read right, Pez candy dispensers.