Midcentury Corpse Reconstruction Wax Practice Model (Cincinnati School of Mortuary Science)

Spent the last week driving completely around the entirety of Lake Erie. Saw a lot of great stuff too, starting in Chicago with The Outsider's Musical, as well as Marc Martel's amazing "One Vision" Queen tribute band (even Brian May can't tell the difference between him 'n Freddie!), also toured a Frank Lloyd Wright house, and an ancient Nubia Bestiary exhibit! Then it was off to Detroit to visit Jack White's Third Man Records home base HQ studio / store. Spent quite a few bucks there too, natch! Crossed the border from there and went right into Canada (please refer to a map if you're getting lost or confused) and floored it all the way to the magnificently monstery, tourist trap chaos of Clifton Hill, which overlooks Niagra Falls from the Great White North side. Ventured through many haunted houses, found some nice antique shops, and ate a lot of great Canadian food, before once again crossing the border back into the US again via Buffalo NY. More fab antiquing to be found, as well as seeing The Falls from the opposite side now, and yet another Frank Lloyd Wright house! And from there, --now a bit more than half the way around Lake Erie-- it was off to Cleveland. So what does a "Midcentury Corpse Reconstruction Wax Practice Model from the Cincinnati School of Mortuary Science" have to do with any of this? Cleveland Curiosities (in Cleveland, duh!) A real gem of a shop, loaded with macabre goodies, both real and unreal, a little bit kooky, and a lotta bunch spooky-- and just as mysterious as it is mystically magical. All era of oddities are displayed, going as far back as the Victorian days, possibly even earlier. Everywhere you turn it's a freaky feast of cleverly curated taxidermy mishaps, side show spooks, religious relics, horror heroes, and vintage funeral home fun. And that's where our beautiful boy below comes in. I suppose the card under his chin is pretty self explanatory, though I will add that, to me, this was the the most unique thing I encountered on my entire eerie trip of the Erie, --and the perfect end to six much needed days away out on the open road. I still had one more day to drive back to MO, and if you're wondering, this smiling, side-burned, eternal slumberer below was unfortunately not my co-pilot.