Umber (57)

October 13, 2012 § 2 Comments

I searched the phone book and the internet for a list of local estate sale coordinators, but found nothing.  So early Friday morning I climbed into my rusty, creaking old Jeep and started driving through all the neighborhoods in town.  I saw garage sale signs, neon pink and fluorescent orange, some with balloons, announcing “Huge Multi-Family Sale!” and “Moving Sale!  Tools!  Baby Clothes!”  I systematically looped from street to street, and used nearly an eighth of a tank of gas before I saw, just outside of town, a plain white sign with black letters that said “Estate Sale.”

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