The other day, as I was driving down the road, I noticed a yard sale. And, the yard sale had the usual items for sale: clothing, furniture, toys, tires, bicycles, car door.
Car door? Yes, car door. Passenger side, to be exact. While I couldn’t identify the make, model or year, it was, none the less, a car door.
Some how, a car door is not what I would expect to find at a yard sale. After all, very few people need to replace their car door and if they do, it is highly unlikely that they would find what they need at a yard sale.
But, given that this is Lowell, it could have been sold very quickly.
From all the blogs I’ve pore over lately, this one seems to be the most evocative – it gave me something to think about.