Remembering the 35th Anniversary of the Mount St. Helens Eruption (forbes.com)

My older sister was in Spokane at the time. The airport was closed - hundreds of miles from St. Helens. I asked her to bring me some ash. She scooped up a small bag full from grandma's front yard. I told small baggies of it at school for two bucks apiece.

I still have some.