This ain’t your mothers salvage yard …

A couple of weeks ago we took our first overnight salvage trip through mid-state New York and unfortunately I wasn’t able to write my blog from the road as planned because I was too busy learning how much I don’t know about salvage.   I was very excited about utilizing my ‘shopping skills’ coupled with my husband’s ‘knowledge of salvage’ as we arrived at our first stop.   A fish out of water pretty much sums up my experience at that first store.   I walked every aisle, checked every nook and cranny but didn’t see anything that looked worthy of bringing to our Vermont Salvage store customers.  And then Jesse walked through the store and well, I don’t know how I missed those leaded glass cabinet doors, not to mention the eight cottage styled diamond windows.  Needless to say we didn’t leave empty handed and this story was repeated from store to store to store over the next two days.   I see junk and he finds treasures.  

On day two the journey took us to a real salvage yard where I wasn’t even sure that I wanted to get out of the truck.  I mean there was stuff piled upon stuff leaning up against more stuff. 

There was broken glass, and pieces of wood and metal, and who knows what, all just there waiting to be picked over by someone … other than myself. 

And my husband was like a kid in a candy shop and actually said that he could spend days looking around this place while I couldn’t wait to get out of there!!! 

On my quest to learn, I timidly followed him around the yard carefully stepping where he stepped, so as to avoid a puncture wound, and then I saw it.  I didn’t know what it was, but I liked it and I thought that it had potential to become something wonderful.  Oh sure, it’s rusty from being left out in the rain but I could see it sanded and painted and hanging on a great wall in someone’s home.   And so I’ve made my first purchase, which was loaded on the truck and suddenly this salvage yard didn’t look so bad afterall. 

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1 Response to This ain’t your mothers salvage yard …

  1. Maureen says:

    How cool! I want to go there!

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