The only casualty in the moving stuff from the locker, a drawer filled with buttons dumped onto the road, buttons, glass, everywhere. So the daughter and I cleaned up as best we could, we had nothing to put them in and so filled a rubber boot I had in the back of the car, a few evenings spent sorting and rinsing, picking out the broken shards of glass, broken buttons, a surprising number survived.
a miscellany of completely unrelated thoughts...