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<p>[QUOTE="DragonflyWink, post: 585651, member: 111"]Relate to most things said here, and also, for me, memories of the time spent hunting and gathering with my Mom are priceless. We used to go to Renninger's quite a bit, can remember ending a successful garage sale weekend with a spur of the moment drive there to spend the proceeds, another time driving back with the seats in the old Toyota Tercel all the way forward and a six-foot maple secretary hanging out the hatchback, in cool weather, my beloved Aussie Bruiser, a perfect gentleman of a dog, joined us. Not sure that non-collectors understand the thrill of the hunt, the interesting people you meet, the joy of discovery in research, and the pleasure of organizing and displaying your treasure (which doesn't necessarily have great monetary value). My present life keeps me from anything more than a rare rushed visit to a close-by Goodwill, where I still find at least one prize, and a bit of online shopping - miss the hunt, but have lots of reminders of the decades spent in search of old stuff...</p><p><br /></p><p>Adding to another tangent here, after we split up, my ex moved to an apartment complex filled with abandoned and feral cats, when he was out of town I would take over his feeding duties and one little family had a laid back little long-haired tuxedo who would curl up in my hand, face covered with food after eating his fill - when some idiot took only the mama and one baby, the ex captured the other four and they were fostered by his rescued mama-cat. That kitten was the most off-beat, coolest cat, and with his little goatee, he became Maynard G. Krebs, the name stuck after Mom adopted him, though he was more often called Maynard the Magnificent - when a little feral kitten joined her household, the only logical choice for a name was Dobie...</p><p><br /></p><p>Don't recall ever seeing 'I'm Dickens, He's Fenster', but have always loved John Astin and his infectious grin, from The Addams Family and his many appearances on other shows, like as Harry's dad on Night Court, and Professor Wickwire on Briscoe County...</p><p><br /></p><p>~Cheryl[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>
[QUOTE="DragonflyWink, post: 585651, member: 111"]Relate to most things said here, and also, for me, memories of the time spent hunting and gathering with my Mom are priceless. We used to go to Renninger's quite a bit, can remember ending a successful garage sale weekend with a spur of the moment drive there to spend the proceeds, another time driving back with the seats in the old Toyota Tercel all the way forward and a six-foot maple secretary hanging out the hatchback, in cool weather, my beloved Aussie Bruiser, a perfect gentleman of a dog, joined us. Not sure that non-collectors understand the thrill of the hunt, the interesting people you meet, the joy of discovery in research, and the pleasure of organizing and displaying your treasure (which doesn't necessarily have great monetary value). My present life keeps me from anything more than a rare rushed visit to a close-by Goodwill, where I still find at least one prize, and a bit of online shopping - miss the hunt, but have lots of reminders of the decades spent in search of old stuff... Adding to another tangent here, after we split up, my ex moved to an apartment complex filled with abandoned and feral cats, when he was out of town I would take over his feeding duties and one little family had a laid back little long-haired tuxedo who would curl up in my hand, face covered with food after eating his fill - when some idiot took only the mama and one baby, the ex captured the other four and they were fostered by his rescued mama-cat. That kitten was the most off-beat, coolest cat, and with his little goatee, he became Maynard G. Krebs, the name stuck after Mom adopted him, though he was more often called Maynard the Magnificent - when a little feral kitten joined her household, the only logical choice for a name was Dobie... Don't recall ever seeing 'I'm Dickens, He's Fenster', but have always loved John Astin and his infectious grin, from The Addams Family and his many appearances on other shows, like as Harry's dad on Night Court, and Professor Wickwire on Briscoe County... ~Cheryl[/QUOTE]
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