By Bob Proctor
My older brother, now living in Sacramento, used to be what some might consider a garage sale addict. Every Saturday morning would find him plying the neighborhoods for hidden treasures in the form of others’ cast-offs. He always got ‘a good deal’ and almost everything he acquired found its way to the garage. The garage was FULL.
When he came home one day with a new collection I noticed several leaflet holders among the booty. I wondered what they were for and he mentioned they came at a great price – free. He’d surely find some use for them.
I asked what his intentions were for these plastic advertising displays and he wasn’t sure. Maybe they could be useful in advertising his own sale, which was being planned for ‘sometime’ in the future. That sounded like an idea. It was about time to clear out some of the stuff that had been accumulating where a person should have been able to park a car. After all, it WAS a triple-garage space.
A few months later he found a very nice woman, fell in love and moved into her place. I agreed to take over the place where he’d been living and, since he didn’t need any of the furniture or appliances at his new digs he left it all behind. That included a garage full of items of every imaginable form and fashion. He told me, though, that he would empty the garage as soon as possible.
A man of his word, it wasn’t long before the truck showed up and started clearing things out. He had to rent two large storage lockers to hold all the stuff (and they were packed right to the ceiling). When he was done I was actually able to pull my car into the space. The California sun is harsh and was causing my beautiful British racing green paint job to fade before its time.
My brother was also nice enough to leave some of his clothes behind when he left. All neatly arrayed on sturdy wooden hangers, I was pleased to find we were still the same size (and still have similar taste in apparel). I wondered if he’d mind if I borrowed that leather jacket! The answer was, “No,” he didn’t mind and I was given permission to use anything left behind as though it were my own. That’s a very cool brother.
Now my brother and I live half a world apart. When I retired I made the move from Sacramento to Cebu. He’s still there, and when I made my move he had to come and clear out the house. He ended up renting two additional storage units, for a total of four. It makes me wonder… when is enough too much?
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