Kevinpreston3
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Almost all my antiques and collectibles I have purchased from antique or vintage stores, or specialty sellers. Most of the toys I have collected were from EBAY.
That said, neither venues have proven effective for finding my dream hi fi. So, I decided to go the estate sale route. Many other writers have been very successful in doing this. I figured I would try a mix of neighborhoods, since something like this may turn up just about anywhere.
This weekend was my third weekend trip out. To say that I came up short is a great understatement.
I don't know how this is in the rest of the US/Canada, but here in Southern California, people have started using "Estate Sales" as another word for garage sales. I can't stand garage sales. In every area and neighborhood around here on Saturday is huge for them...everyone in their front yard with broken baby items, old clothes, and crappy veneer particle board furniture. People swarm to these, amazingly. So, evidently, people have started using the Estate Sale name for garage sales. In fact, the one I went to today had signs in front proclaiming "Garage Sale", even though it was advertised in the paper as an Estate Sale. WTH?
I picked three for today. Two in Upland, and one in the nice part of Pomona. Perfect neighborhoods in that they are older and could very much have older folks unloading their (hopefully) mint Zenith console.
The first one we rolled up to was the one that was advertised as an Estate Sale. We get there and it has "Garage Sale in Back" written on signs.
I took my son with me, and as we got out of the car, this middle aged lady came out of the back yard with a huge smile carrying two reused WalMart bags jammed with whatever. She was positively beaming..."Alot of goodies in there" she exclaimed. My son was doing a spot on impression of her for the rest of the day, and I am still looking for goodies.
Anyways, we went into this tiny back yard and there was just piles of clothing on the ground. People were rooting through it like cattle grazing in the fields. One of the ladies running this was explaining to another couple that she had "the advertised vintage fridge" in the garage. She stated that it just needed a new handle, and that it did not get cold, but it ran. She wanted a couple of hundred dollars for it. Translation: I am going to charge $300 for a fridge that rattles and smokes when you plug it in, doesn't work and the door won't open. I passed.
I was half expecting one of the women to make a special deal on the clothes that the poor owner died in. (Hey they just need a good cleaning!) colostomy bags (hey, they are almost new!) or maybe a pile of dirt that you can haul away (perfect for backyard projects!). There was a big bucket of assorted intact and broken ceramic skulls...at least I hope they were ceramic.
The next one was a "Huge Estate Sale!!!, with alot of vintage electronics, fashions, and antiques". We got there early, so it is doubtful the good stuff was sold. What we did find was a broken early 90s RCA TV (sound works though!), a bunch of old clothes hanging on a rack (rack itself was labeled "not for sale"), a 286 Computer (monitor doesn't work) and part of a "classic beer can collection". There was an amazing assortment of old sneakers, each one had a hole in the same place on the left foot. Perhaps that was the cutout to accomodate the "sixth toe". A whole stack of VCRs for one low price, with a taped-on note that stated "all need work". There was a nice glove, note, glove. An extra roll of roof tar paper. There was a large clear pickle jar of used baby bottle nipples too.
The last one today was one I went to by mistake, it was for Sunday but I misread it. Thought I would knock on the door, apologize, and just ask if they had a hi fi. The door was wide open, as was the back door. It was a small house that you could practically look through. There was no one in the house or anywhere around it. I left before looking for someone who might have hung themselves in a closet, or before I got shot. But they didn't have a hi fi anyways.
Ok, I'm done. Think I will just stick to EBAY even if it takes a year or two to find what I want. I love a bargain too, but not going to waste a whole day on a crapshoot. The Rose Bowl show is coming up, and I am there for the next one...that is always an interesting place and maybe I can get word of mouth going.
That said, neither venues have proven effective for finding my dream hi fi. So, I decided to go the estate sale route. Many other writers have been very successful in doing this. I figured I would try a mix of neighborhoods, since something like this may turn up just about anywhere.
This weekend was my third weekend trip out. To say that I came up short is a great understatement.
I don't know how this is in the rest of the US/Canada, but here in Southern California, people have started using "Estate Sales" as another word for garage sales. I can't stand garage sales. In every area and neighborhood around here on Saturday is huge for them...everyone in their front yard with broken baby items, old clothes, and crappy veneer particle board furniture. People swarm to these, amazingly. So, evidently, people have started using the Estate Sale name for garage sales. In fact, the one I went to today had signs in front proclaiming "Garage Sale", even though it was advertised in the paper as an Estate Sale. WTH?
I picked three for today. Two in Upland, and one in the nice part of Pomona. Perfect neighborhoods in that they are older and could very much have older folks unloading their (hopefully) mint Zenith console.
The first one we rolled up to was the one that was advertised as an Estate Sale. We get there and it has "Garage Sale in Back" written on signs.
I took my son with me, and as we got out of the car, this middle aged lady came out of the back yard with a huge smile carrying two reused WalMart bags jammed with whatever. She was positively beaming..."Alot of goodies in there" she exclaimed. My son was doing a spot on impression of her for the rest of the day, and I am still looking for goodies.
Anyways, we went into this tiny back yard and there was just piles of clothing on the ground. People were rooting through it like cattle grazing in the fields. One of the ladies running this was explaining to another couple that she had "the advertised vintage fridge" in the garage. She stated that it just needed a new handle, and that it did not get cold, but it ran. She wanted a couple of hundred dollars for it. Translation: I am going to charge $300 for a fridge that rattles and smokes when you plug it in, doesn't work and the door won't open. I passed.
I was half expecting one of the women to make a special deal on the clothes that the poor owner died in. (Hey they just need a good cleaning!) colostomy bags (hey, they are almost new!) or maybe a pile of dirt that you can haul away (perfect for backyard projects!). There was a big bucket of assorted intact and broken ceramic skulls...at least I hope they were ceramic.
The next one was a "Huge Estate Sale!!!, with alot of vintage electronics, fashions, and antiques". We got there early, so it is doubtful the good stuff was sold. What we did find was a broken early 90s RCA TV (sound works though!), a bunch of old clothes hanging on a rack (rack itself was labeled "not for sale"), a 286 Computer (monitor doesn't work) and part of a "classic beer can collection". There was an amazing assortment of old sneakers, each one had a hole in the same place on the left foot. Perhaps that was the cutout to accomodate the "sixth toe". A whole stack of VCRs for one low price, with a taped-on note that stated "all need work". There was a nice glove, note, glove. An extra roll of roof tar paper. There was a large clear pickle jar of used baby bottle nipples too.
The last one today was one I went to by mistake, it was for Sunday but I misread it. Thought I would knock on the door, apologize, and just ask if they had a hi fi. The door was wide open, as was the back door. It was a small house that you could practically look through. There was no one in the house or anywhere around it. I left before looking for someone who might have hung themselves in a closet, or before I got shot. But they didn't have a hi fi anyways.
Ok, I'm done. Think I will just stick to EBAY even if it takes a year or two to find what I want. I love a bargain too, but not going to waste a whole day on a crapshoot. The Rose Bowl show is coming up, and I am there for the next one...that is always an interesting place and maybe I can get word of mouth going.