Since it started in 2006, the Sadness Museum has traveled to many places throughout the United States. Makes sense. Who really goes in search of sadness? It usually comes to you. It is the first museum of its kind where the so-called visitors are the curators. You can send “sad” objects and other contributions to Buckbee, A Writer, Inc. (who may or may not be fictional…how sad). The first acquisition of the Sadness Museum, a plastic storm trooper, was found under a motel bed in Mobile, Alabama. The trooper made the finder sad because they imagined a child leaving the toy in the room and the parent not going back for it. Since that sad, little toy was brought to the museum’s attention, the collection has grown to include an unused Alabama football game ticket, an old Atari game cartridge, birthday balloons, an old typewriter, a bird in a cage, a spaceman in a bottle, an old red bra, a paper mache chicken, a hockey mask, a corncob pipe, a single sock, an old ‘45 of “Everyday I Want to Cry”, Emmylou Harris’ Wrecking Ball album, the book When Living Hurts by Dr. Sol Gordon and of course…a milk bottle lid.
If I were going to add something to the Sadness Museum, it would probably be a copy of the internet. Can you do that?
