"Howard Hughes did store his urine in glass jars and bottles during the later, reclusive years of his life. This behavior stemmed primarily from severe obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD), which manifested as an extreme fear of germs (mysophobia), compounded by a heavy addiction to pain medications following multiple severe head injuries and plane crashes." [1] (https://medium.com/lifes-funny/i-might-be-in-my-howard-hughes-phase-of-life-3910882b9248), [2] (https://www.facebook.com/groups/670639550530889/posts/1916993499228815/), [3] (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Howard_Hughes)
he said he was not near the downtown/northern section of the city near the lake, where most of the destruction happened.
Great story.
I wish I could remember more of the story.. I only met her 2 or 3 times but that story sticks in my head.
I can only say that I was at the Notre Dame-Rice game in South Bend in October of 1974. ND had already suffered a terrible upset loss to Purdue. I imagine Notre Dame was favored to win by at least four touchdowns, but the final score was Irish 10 Rice 3.
They could have put it on display, in the corner of a museum or somewhere inconspicuous. Visitors could stumble upon it and proclaim, "Well, ain't that the piss."