The State of the World

A Once-in-a-Lifetime Experience

I have managed to live a lot of decades without experiencing a rummage sale. I know that there are amazing bargains to be had—that other people’s discards can become your treasures for pennies.  A friend of mine has regaled me with stories of her finds over the years.  The other day, she was dressed adorably head-to-toe for around $10.

On Sunday, I joined her and her husband at an annual rummage sale held (amazingly) at the site where Peter and I were married 55 years ago (and I hadn’t been on the premises since).

People were lined up in the rain waiting for the opening. The entry fee was $1.  I magnanimously treated my friend.  She showed me the lay of the land and left me.  It was a zoo.  To say I was overwhelmed is an understatement.  People grabbing things left and right and throwing them into garbage bags.  I saw a small serving dish I liked, but when I went to look more closely, a woman told me that the cardboard carton it was in contained things SHE was purchasing,

My friend insisted I buy a sun hat she found. I didn’t need another sun hat.  It cost $2.00.  But I bought it.  I also purchased a set of colorful bangle bracelets for $1. 

It was a once in a lifetime experience.

And once was enough.


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Lynn McClain

At 80, I don't even want my old stuff. I tossed a service for 20 of Gorham Chantilly sterling into the garbage along with a set of Wedgewood dishes. I want new and minimalist! I wouldn't dream of letting a hat or a piece of someone's clothing touch my ancient bod! I'm baffled by this trend.

Kate Hughes

I think a rummage sale sounds fun but a little crazy. I donate as I downsize and expect my things will make someone else happy. I hope you went out to lunch afterwards with your friend.

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