Most Sundays in the summer are Garage Sale day at the Rochester Public Market. Today I decided, on the spur of the moment, to share with you a photo gallery of some of the more noticeable items. Click thumbnails for full-size images.
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- Of course it’s a Kodak. This is Rochester, after all.
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- A visual shorthand for the Depression was a guy selling apples for 5c out of a box. Never saw that with a milk jug instead….
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- Washboard road. Washboard abs. Who’s seen an actual washboard in use? Zydeco bands don’t count.
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- I had this sled. You did too, if you’re over, maybe, 50.
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- I told the seller of this that I did not need a cigar mold. He said of course I did, nobody else I knew had one. I allowed as how we might be working with two divergent definitions of the verb, Need
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- Some items will cost you way more in time and effort to restore them to usefulness than in money at the market. If you buy this, stop and pick up a box of steel wool on the way home.
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- Lots of old tools
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- Most are no improvement on what you can buy at Home Depot today
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- Lots of old glass.
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- Bromo-Seltzer’s legacy lives on, and not just in Baltimore.
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- Some items are pretty sexist or racist
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- This one isn’t even joking. “Be a man” indeed. Manbox, anyone?
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- One of these was a centerpiece of my mom’s kitchen. Yes, I will lick the bowl….
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- Notice how this is set up to be bolted to the floor. It’s hard to think of “movable chairs” as a major educational advance, but….
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- Yes, I had one like this.
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- Do you suppose this radio also got ABC or NBC?
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- Is this the bell for a Faraday Cage match?
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- So much knowledge of how to use these devices gets encoded on the surface as instruction plates. This one is a very well-preserved example
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- This appears to be a box for dialing and talking on a German-speaking POTS system of the analog variety.
Maureen Baran
When we were first married, my husband was a security supervisor at RIT. His uniform included a white shirt. I used a washboard every week to get his collars clean.