Records– I saw some vinyl records the other day that were melted and formed into bowls. I think it's great that they're being recycled, but there's a little pang of sadness at the fact that one small source of (usually rare and forgotten) music has died with each one.
Boy Scout Patches – somebody worked hard for these, but I guess the Eagle has flown the coop.
Weird Needlepoint – I actually "rescued" this one.
Need I explain?
Beatrix Potter Portraits - sad that there was no nursery to decorate when I came across these.
Fur Coat on the Driveway - if we’re going to kill animals to keep ourselves warm, shouldn’t we at least treat these articles fashioned from them with a little reverence and care?
Marriage plaque – does this mean it’s not that way anymore?
Trophies – some guy at our school tag sale actually bought this. That’s almost even sadder.
Handwritten Heirloom Flan Recipe – this turned out to be my friend's recipe from her grandmother – luckily, it was rescued.
Pinto – a classic teenmobile, gone the way of the Edsel, the Valiant and the Yugo....
Embroidered Napkins - people don't seem to do this much anymore. And if they do, it's not with the expectation that it will end up at a garage sale for 50 cents.
Many, many screwdrivers - These were at my own garage sale a few weeks ago, but we were not allowed to sell any.
How many screwdrivers does a man need? More than I thought I guess!
What's the saddest thing you've seen at a tag sale lately?