This weekend was the town-wide garage sale that I attend every year. It's three towns, actually. Drive down the street and you can see homeowner after homeowner, all doing the same thing: hoping you'll take away their garbage.
The streets are filled with people doing just that. But I attend only one of the sales. It's the one with the guy who has the file cabinet full of sportscards. That is the very definition of one-stop shopping. Why go anywhere else? All I'm going to see anyway is acres and acres of clothes.
As I've detailed before, this guy apparently got into cards during the card boom of the late 1980s and early 1990s. It looks like he lasted until 1995 or so and then quit. In fact, he said he lost interest because companies started issuing too many cards -- hmmm, that sounds familiar.
Many of the cards are from the junk wax era. But others aren't. If you're willing to rummage around in his file cabinet for a good hour or so, you'll find some nifty cards. And he'll let you rummage around. After all, the sign out in front of his house say, "rummage sale."
My problem every year is I'm pressed for time. I usually have to work on the weekend of the sale and early June is a busy time at work. So I'm in a bit of a hurry and that leads to things like the Lou Brock card at the top of the post.