I have been collecting "good old stuff" since I was about fourteen. Our neighbor lady was throwing junk into her burn barrel and I saw a few glass pieces glistening in the sun before she was able to set the darn thing on fire! I tore across the backyard and dug as much as I could out and I still have some of those pieces today. As I grew older I began to realize that people just have too much and throw away too much. Then in 1967 I married a farmer. Well, talk about your "getting hit up side the head with a 2 by 4.
City girl coming to the country after living a "Beaver Cleaver" lifestyle. No kidding my mom even looked like "June" and dressed like "June", and acted like "June". Anyway I digress. Upon this earth shattering turn of events in my life,ie., Having to work my tush off to help keep the farm afloat, and realizing that there was NEVER any money for ANYTHING but feed, seed and fertilizer, I honed my "burn barrel" skills and have created quite a reputation in this neck of the woods for being able to "make something out of nothing". My motto has always been "One man's junk, is another man's treasure". And treasures I have. My entire house is tastefully decorated in the now famous "shabby chic" style. How else do you raise 6 kids, 9 foster kids, plus most of the neighborhood kids and have any money left over for decorating out of a real bonifide store? I coined the phrase "shabbytiques" before anyone even heard about HGTV. So I guess I have this darned old farm to thank for keeping me humble and recycling and turning junk into junque. I love old stuff. I love horses and I have a Pretty One. That's her name, really! I love the Rocky Mountains and I have a cabin there! I love my kids, I love my grandkids (18) and I love the Old Man. Really, lifes been pretty good. Oh, before I forget the name of my shop is Calamity's Country Junction. It was going to be the "Silver Plume" after this cute little town over by Vail and Aspen and then one time on a trip back from the mountains we stopped to have lunch and I couldn't get the mustard to come out of the bottle and well, I blasted it a little too hard and it blasted all over me! Can you guess the name of the burger I was putting it on at the "Bill Cody" resturant in Sioux Falls SD? You got it, the CALAMITY BURGER! Farmer John said, "Forget the "Silver Plume" were naming that shop CALAMITY'S"!
I will always do the best for my customers, whether on E-Bay or in my shop. I have been in the business for 20+ years. I stand behind my goods and will always serve you with smile, even if you can't see me! You can also find us at www.calamityscountryjunction.com.
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