And the other thing I wish I had money to dive into

The cluttershop that had the clock shelves also had a section of fraternal lodge stuff, far more than the usual two Shriner’s fezzes that seem to be standard in such cases.  They’d bought out the regalia from more than one lodge (mostly Odd Fellows, but some KP and Elks too), and had these WONderful ceremonial robes, faux centurion breastplates, velvet tunics covered with dragons and gryphons, and all kinds of groovy clothes that you get to wear for lodge ceremonies.  They had banners, fluorescent signs, tablets, and I don’t know what else.  The robes were the best of course, all dating between 1890 and 1920 from the look of them— but there was no WAY I was gonna buy a robe with serious conservation issues at $60 and $70 apiece.  I was tempted by an ornate KP dirk, because my mother’s father was KP (I have a studio portrait of him in his ceremonial robes), but I couldn’t quite bring myself to it.