This woman was in her late forties her knick name was tramp.
She dressed like she had no good clothes.
We became friends when she visited
the thrift store I worked at.She taught me how to spot carnival glass & anything
else valuable.She made her living at flea markets.She drove an old van.She let me come to her house one time it was cluttered with stacks of magazines on antiques.the house was in a nice neighborhood& she told me it was paid for. She had no kids or husband , just a sister & niece.One of her best friends was a woman who owned a few grocery stores down south. Her friend was rich,if I said the store you would recognise it.She instructed her stores to leave bad produce & bad diary in abox beside the dumpster so her friend could go by & get it.Both of the ladies have since passed but I was grateful for the knowledge I was given.
The tramp
June 28th, 2006 at 04:45 am
June 28th, 2006 at 05:33 am 1151469228