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 