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My wife and I live near an old Farm/Greenhouse that has been in the area as long as I can remember. A few weeks back we were driving by the Farm when we noticed that they were having an estate sale. We decided to stop by. While talking with the owner she told me that her husband recently died and that they were in the process of selling the estate. She went on to tell me that he was in his mid 50's and suffered a heart attack. He loved his Greenhouse and would get up at 5:00 am every morning and work to 8:00 pm every night. He loved his plants. She went to tell me that it was too much work for her to take care of the horses and the Greenhouse. She plans on keeping the horses but intends to sell the Greenhouse. ..another landmark going away.
Getting back to the story, the owner was selling just about everything. Going through the stack of stuff I came across a box that contained many old kitchen tools. Some were very old and rusted. Of course those appealed to me. I asked what she wanted for this old Flour Sifter. She said 25 cents. I said 'sold'. I also purchased a hand held mixer and a few other odds and ends. I felt a bond with these old tools. I wish I could hear the stories that they could tell about this old Farm/Greenhouse that was going away.