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While running late for a Boy Scout meeting I see a garage sale sign in the older neighbor hood of my home town. I have a car load of teenage boys whom would rather clean their rooms then be caught dead at a garage sale, so I keep driving.
As I pass the sign my oldest son looks at me and sees my dismay, with his eyes rolled he gives me the go ahead. So I turn around get to the sale and find boxes upon boxes of vintage everything! A really great variety.
As I make each of the boys take a handful up to pay I start talking to the women holding the sale. She tells me that her mother recently passed and left her with a house full of things. "Mother never threw anything away" she said, with a overwhelmed frown.
I told her a little about my vintage business and my love for vintage fashion. She jumps from her chair and says "Hold on".
She returns with this adorable hat and I am in love.
She tells me that the entire basement and two rooms are packed with clothes, shoes, bags and jewelry and if I would want to take a look around and help her get rid of somethings she would be thrilled.
I told her it would be a pleasure to help her, not just get rid of things but maybe make her and myself some money.
So lesson is STOP at that sale it just may be the big one!