JUNKIN' GALORE

Judy and I went to an estate sale near Gilmer and bought quite a few things, then went to the Meth Store (Methodist Clothes Closet) in Gilmer.    Later in the afternoon Charlie, my husband, and I were notified about another estate sale and it was a heart breaker as the gentleman is a friend of ours.  He is a widower and about 85 years old.  His nieces and nephew have moved him to an apartment, have sold his country home and have spent two days selling his treasures off one by one.  It's not that the relatives are doing him wrong, it's time for him to be closer to the family and closer to his doctors.  Living 20 miles out in the country, alone and almost blind and stone deaf is not the best place for him.
Charlie and I went and every item we picked up, our friend had a story to tell.  In other words, we didn't get but a couple of things, but I called Judy and she called Patricia, they both being Texas Junkin's Ladies, didn't have any qualms about buying the gentleman's treasures or anything else they could get their hands on.  It took them two separate trips, but they managed to get two truck loads. Do they have any remorse?  Hell, No!  Shame, shame, shame and they owe me big time!

My haul for the entire day (the 2 estate sales and the Meth Store) ---Two vintage aprons, a nut cracker, sugar dispenser, beaded evening bag,

celluloid powder box( black, which is unusual), potato mashers and a sewing box full of old buttons.

Judy and Patricia didn't take photos of their haul, good thing as I'm pretty sure they took the gentleman's toilet along with the rest of his worldly goods.