Tag Archives: Rummage Sales

It Was The Skunk’s Fault

Maybe it was my fault. Maybe it was José’s fault. Maybe it was the skunk’s fault. At any rate; we had an overnight guest in our garage last night. He (large shoe prints) apparently slept on the garage floor next … Continue reading

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The Love Seat

It was a sunny Spring day and the RUMMAGE signs were in bloom. While driving down the road I spotted a hand-lettered sign taped to a lamppost; it read: FOR SALE LOVE SEAT NEVER USED I said to my brother: … Continue reading

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I Just Bought Me A Ghost

Coming home from running an errand this sunny afternoon my brother and I stopped at a few rummage sales along the way. At our third and final stop I reminded my brother we were shopping for our grandnieces’ 1st birthday. … Continue reading

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