June 30, 2012 § 2 Comments
For years I’ve heard about this cultural phenomenon called the Annual Bainbridge Island Rotary Auction & Rummage Sale but never been – until today. Friday folks are allowed to wander the grounds to preview all the donations, then Saturday morning at 8am our National Anthem plays and the crowds rush through yellow tape to be first at their staked out treasures. People drive from all over to park along the streets as close as possible.
This isn’t some common garage sale I’m headed to. It’s a sociocultural event. Imagine your local middle school, its parking lot transformed into a sea of end tables, dressers and sofas, exercise equipment and barbecues…
. . . the hallways crammed with people – mostly adults – heading past lockers to classrooms where (in another lifetime) you may have taken your final geometry test for the school year, to find it morphed into a department store complete with fitting room. Or your language arts and history classrooms full of gadgets and kitchen appliances, computers, ‘breakables’, lamps and shades.
Imagine the courtyard a land of sports equipment and the Preschool playground an alpine shop well stocked with skis, sleds, snowboards and down jackets for the whole family – or city!
Picture something you really think you want and then imagine having to negotiate to get it . . . or to be a Good Sport and settle for roller blades – or a badminton racket.
Colorful carpets, antique travel trunks, or that armoire you never thought you’d find. It’s all on the island today in plain sight till 2pm.
Though I feel fortunate to live in a country where I can think and speak and live and create freely, ours sure is the Land of Plenty A Lot More & More. Boggles my mind. Perplexes my heart. Could all our stuff tilt the earth?