This afternoon while cleaning up some of the bookmarks on my computer, I re-read a story from 2008 that I’d saved from the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette: Demolition uncovers Mail Pouch ad. When I looked at the image in the article, I immediately thought, “heyyyyyy, I know that mural.”

The first time that I read the post I must’ve tucked the address in my GPS for safe keeping. That’s my assumption anyway because I visited the ad while on a ramble around Pennsylvania during the summer of 2015. It’s nice to know that someone cared enough about the ad to allow it to remain. I hope they have enough love in ’em to give it a once over every few years.

Isn’t it funny how you can become intimately familiar with something like these ads, barns or muffler men? You get to the point where you know where some of them are by sight or in the case of the muffler man, you might know their “name.” I guess this all goes back to that weird hierarchy of importance we assign to things. Why can’t I use this power for something useful like… making money? 😕

Carnegie, Pa. –  Mail Pouch Mural – Google Streetview

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