One of the chairs Mom left behind. Dad's jumper cables and Mom's Raleigh bike are in the background. I saved those too!
My sister and I were getting ready for our giant garage sale a year ago, and I saw this gnarly looking chair in the garage--one of dozens of chairs our mother found on trash heaps and junk sales and had "planned to rehab" but never "got around to it."
"Put that horrible thing out in the driveway," I said to my sis. "I'm not going to be recovering that old thing."
She agreed and out it went.
