I got a call from an old friend who asked if I was interested in working
with him and his brother for a day or two to get a project done. I've
known these guys for 40 years and when they ask me for help it means
they need help. I said, sure. They'd do the same if I asked them. It
seems they work for a guy who flips houses and he just got one that
needs to be made ready, pronto. So, Friday and Saturday I worked on
this house with these guys. I didn't know what I was getting into.
The
first floor was knee deep in crap from the previous owner and
everything had to go. The basement was worse and had mold problems so
all the drywall had to go, along with all the crap. We filled up a 40
yard dumpster in two days and we'll need another on Monday. I'm
committed to see this thing through so it looks like I'll be busting ass
Monday, too. The good part is I managed to get a bunch of hard cover
books. The previous owner was into scale model trains and history and
his books reflected that. Lots of stuff in the Civil War, WWI, WWII,
and a bunch of biographies on Hitlers hangman, Rommel, Caligula, The
Borgias, a pictorial edition of The Kama Sutra, medieval life, and tons
more. I grabbed about twenty of these books and set aside a whole bunch
more to give to a library. I just couldn't bring myself to toss these
books in a dumpster. I can't get over the total tonnage of CDs, DVDs,
toys, personal effects, and family pictures that was left. The exercise
equipment alone must have cost 4 grand and all of it is going to a
landfill. I found the guy's pay stubs from his job, the PFA his wife
put on him, and the divorce settlement and a family portrait during
happier times. This poor guy completely remodeled this house before
everything went to shit. His kids had the most expensive toys I've ever
seen. We found a Christmas card from his wife saying the most
wonderful things about her husband and how he was her whole world. A
month later she put a PFA on him, got a divorce, kept the kids, and got
everything he had. All this stuff was left there. This guy was
suddenly locked out of his own home and everything he worked for and
collected and stirred his soul was gone for good. At least I got some
good books out of it.
Anyone interested in acquiring any books, just pay the postage and their yours.
Sunday, March 26, 2017
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