My wife is a life-long garagesaleaholic, and goes whenever she can. I haven't gone in years, but this past weekend, I was bitten by the bug, and decided to go. The night before, I noticed a mini storage place was having a sale, so I said OOOH! Lets take a look-see. Someone posted up saying there were going to be sports autographs. Heck, it was down the street, so why not? We loaded up the kiddos and drove down. When we got there, and I first walked up, I saw a face I recognized. As it turns out, the guy
HUGE Vintage Find Heartbreaker Sit down, grab a cup of coffee and kick back. This is going to be a bit of a read. I found someone online, in town here, who, had a "huge vintage collection". That has my name written all over it, so I decided to contact him. Finally, after a number of days passed by, he sent me about 26 emails of pictures overnight. When I woke up, I reached for my phone as I do ritually, and look at my email. Needless to say, what I saw aided me in waking up that much quicker.