It was really my oldest daughter Maria and my youngest, Theresa, who were the true thrift-store afficionados of the family, though in recent years Tommy has also developed an appreciation for thrifting. (Claire, on the other hand, has never liked shopping, period, and still does not to this day). Anyway, back in the heyday I was generally just the facilitator and financier of a trip to the thrift store, though while meandering through the racks and aisles I often found some recycled treasure or other.
Like this dresser in my living room that I keep sheet music in. (I remember when I got it Maria said, "Mom, you can't put a piece of bedroom furniture in the living room!" Turns out I could). The two clocks on the dresser are also thrift-store finds.
As well as the poster hanging above the dresser:
Still, I'd say nowadays the only die-hard thrifter left in the family is Theresa, who still loves to spend an afternoon trolling the aisles for some awesome $1.99 stuff. She and I went thrifting a couple weekends ago and she re-stocked her tee-shirt supply and picked up a few shirts for Phill.
While I found:
They tell me it's a Kathy, whatever that means.
To tell the truth, I do like second-hand stuff. My house is full of it, mostly family hand-me downs.
In Tom's and my room is the bedroom set we inherited when we were married that belonged to Tom's mother's aunt that she brought over from Hungary:
Our kitchen table, which we've had for about 35 years, was Tom's family's when he was growing up:
And the art above the table was painted by a friend of my father's back in the 1950's and hung in my family's living room when I was growing up:
Among the other art I pilfered from my parents' home is this painting of Rigoletto also done by one of my father's artist friends back in 1961:
And a van Gogh knock-off:
I also have my father's mother's wedding dishes
And a teapot that belonged to my mother's mother:
I expect I could go through the provenance of all the other second-hand stuff that make its home in ours; or I could save a few thousand words and just show a few pictures of some (but not even all) of our recycled possessions: