Went out to retrieve the newspaper and couldn’t help but notice that the street had turned into a parking lot. Bumper-to-bumper cars parked on both sides. I saw some bustle in a front yard down the way and walked down to see what was going on. I figured it was a funeral’s aftermath. But people were standing in a long line. Huh? Then I saw the sign: Estate Sale.
I came back inside and decided to Google it with the address. Sure enough. There it was on Craigslist. Couple downsizing [i.e. moving to retirement or nursing home, probably] and selling generations of stuff, mostly china, silverware and costume jewelry. That Craigslist is amazing, though I suppose it’s really a matter of the allure of estate and/or garage sales, these days, rather than the particular advertising vehicle.
THE TEXAS SCRIBBLER 
A funny thing about estate or garage sales I’ve noticed during our stay in STL: prevalence of well-appointed old ladies in expensive cars between the shoppers. Don’t know if it’s universal.
I saw one yesterday at the estate sale in the post. I had gone down there on Mrs. C.’s orders to hunt for sterling silver antiques (things like cigar holders, and match cases, etc.) which were not in evidence. The lady in question did not seem to be looking for anything in particular. Maybe it was a nostalgia trip?