Bittersweet Estate Sale
Many times when we shop at estate sales we have no idea who resided in the home the story behind them. Last summer one of the first sales we hit after moving into our new/old neighborhood turned out to be one of the most touching.
Mr. G and I were running around taking care of errands when we spied the sign. Right turn Honey!!!!!
We pull up to a home in an area known for the cutest little cottage style homes. Most are very tiny and those that have been snapped up by the younger folks have been renovated. It is a funky little area and a delight to visit. Right off the bat we spy old bikes and the most darling pair of arm less Naugahyde chairs. I notice right away the prices are insanely cheap. Sadly no way to get the chairs home and no where to put them. Moving on indoors and where there are dozens and dozens of liquor decanters of all types, shapes and sizes. Cats, dogs, birds, pirates and on and on they went all through the home. I hadn’t quite made the leap to an online selling biz at the time so my mind was squarely on my own collections and what might look cute in our new/old home. There were so many people as this was the first day of the sale that Mr. G and I browsed and picked up a couple little things and went on our way.
It wasn’t till the next day when out and about I asked Mr. G if we could pop by to see what was left that we found out the story of the owners of the estate. It turned out this was a benefit sale with the proceeds going to a group of neighbors that formed a group to help out the elderly and disabled folks in the area that either had fallen on hard times or just weren’t physically capable of making repairs. Mr. Walker had lost his wife years before of brain cancer and the illness had depleted their savings therefore Mr. Walker had let his home owners insurance coverage lapse. One day working out in his garden he smelled something in the air assuming his neighbor was cooking out, but no it was his little home in flames. When neighbors became aware of his plight they got together to raise the funds and make the repairs or find others to donate time and materials. His lovely home was repaired and although his advanced years limited him Mr. Walker was known for pitching to help others right along with the other volunteers.
Mr. Walker was so touched by the kindness of others that he left the entire estate to the group so that they would better be able to continue the good work of helping others in need.
On the lighter side is Mr. G’s reaction to me running in and out of that house with all the treasures we picked up on the second trip like my hair was on fire (pardon the pun). He just kept standing there by the check out table repeating my name and the word stop every time I came out of the house with an armload of stuff. We get in the car and he says “the look in your eyes was scary”. LOL, he still sees it every no and then and knows now to just back away.
Enjoy the few pics of the treasures found.