My neighbors have accepted me as a bona fide "junker". When they decide to get rid of anything, they call me or drop it off. We live in the old rural neighborhood where I was raised. Most of the old homes are being torn down one by one. Just recently, a gentleman that bought the property joining ours, came by to tell me that he would be tearing down the old house and that I could go through and take anything I wanted. I had so many memories of this old home and the folks who once lived there. I managed to salvage this old mantel and re-purpose it for my re-purposed haybarn/guest house. I just love it. Since I can't actually have a fireplace in this old house, this is the next best thing.
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