These are the stairs to our basement. There is a bit of a creepy aura down there. 
Some of our old film reels are well preserved and organized, this shelf goes through 1978, but I needed Trail Blazer film from 1960.
So I decided to look at what was behind door number 3.
This is the mess and disarray I found.
This garbage can was holding up a table top once used as an editing station. There are film reels everywhere, and the room reeked of chemicals.
But what was most disheartening was this pair of reels I found lying on the floor.
They're reels #4 and #5 of the JFK assassination. No protection, no care, just complete disregard to history and one of the darkest hours in American history. Finding these in the state they were in was a dark hour for KATU.
