My buddy Sonny, was known to say, when we were at a Cracker Barrel, at an antique store or a Flea Mkt, “That can’t be an antique, I used one of those.”
We took one of our trips to Webster Flea Market in Webster, FL. Sherry and Evelyn go one way, Don and I go another. There is an area dedicated to Antiques. There was an Antique M1-Rifle, NAH! that can’t be, I carried one of those in the USMC. My rifle # was 4508321. It was made plain to me If I lost or damaged that ‘piece’ it would cost me $150.00. It now sales as an antique for over a $1000 dollars. Something ain’t right here.
There was a standard round Coca-Cola sign, $450.00. I musta looked puzzled because the guy said, “Sir, this thing goes way back to 1950!” I was wanting to smack him, but being he was much younger I didn’t want to hurt the ignorant fellow.
I saw antique traps, some as high as $1000 for a beaver trap. Naturally I thought of Slim, up in the North woods suffering, after an accident while running his traps. That is his life, and life in the North Woods. Our thoughts and prayers go out to Slim, his wife Mel and the family. I noticed Sara is noting some updates on FB. We were blessed to get to meet Slim, Mel, Sam & Sara I know they are all in a lot of pain now.
We continued on thru the Flea Mkt. Don & Evelyn keep in touch via cell phones. So they were sitting resting and Don & I went to get up with them. My sweetheart bought me a giant cone of homemade butter pecan Ice Cream. That is real love my friends.
Don is a lot like the folk up in the North Woods, he knows all the flowers, herbs and weeds they sell at the Flea Market. He likes to talk to the flowers when he sees them he even knows the different languages. Me and everybody else just looks at him. But the flowers seem to enjoy it.
Thanks for stopping by the log.
I do like to know that I am in better shape than some of the ‘antiques’ I saw.
A Christmas Car…