Almost every day I go to the house looking for some remnant of my former life.
There are areas that are just too dangerous to traverse and the "landscape" of the debris keeps changing as yet more things fall from above.
Yesterday I went into the bedroom to find this. The skull used to light up, roll it's eyes and laugh when you clapped or when there was a loud noise.
So... was he laughing when the tornado struck? I dunno! I thought it strange how he landed with the nails sticking out of the wood and a book behind with the wording OUCH!