Garage Sale and a New Room

Yesterday I moved out of my Room. it's been chaotic, a game of magical Rooms with Alice taking my Room, me moving into the Study/Guest Room (for temporary) and the new girl Liz moving into Alice's room, and getting rid of all my big stuff, and going through the attic and pulling out all this stuff out of Attic I had never seen since I moved in and a Garage Sale.



Now I'm listening to Bridge Over Troubled Water on my little portable Record player (that I got in Seattle and brought home in my suitcase) it's orange.

What a swell of beauty and safeness and goodness last night
Alice moved into my room and amongst all HER boxes and she found Her simon and Garfunkel tape casette of Bridge over Troubled Water

"Bridge over troubled water
I would lay me down.
Sail on Silver Girl
Sail on By
Your time has come
to Shine
all your dreams are on your way.
See how they Shine --whoa
if you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I would ease your mind
like a bridge over troubled water
I would ease your mind"

Oh Simon I love you in this Song.

And my memories almost seeping from the ceiling of something good memories and thoughts from listening to this album many times over years.

I feel so free right now. all my boxes around me in my study, organizing all my papers and photos in smaller and smaller boxes, finding scraps of paper, notes from gramma, notes from friends in camps, pictures of Molly in High School and plays with her long hair and Cowgirl hat on. Pictures of David and Sarah and barbies at Kresge

GARAGE SALE
What beautiful encounters yesterday. We met the nicest people at the Garage Sale. I thought all this would be sadder, but it's been like this unlifting, unpulling out of where I've lived for so many years.

There was
Philip
this nice guy with wild curly hair, almost bought my Technic Record player but we plugged it in and found it didn't work. Turned out his dad was a deacon, and he was best friends with Chris Durso since 4th grade, and we talked about Vintage he had never been yet. He was a linguistic major at UCSC a couple years ago. I told him about Mars Hill. He had studied Arabic. I showed him my Strong's Exhaustive Concordance, he had never seen it, we drooled over letters and the roots and the Hebrew. He was so nice!

Frederick
Frederick came near the end, a little bit older guy with his daughter, He was So nice, he was being the greatest daddy with his daughter. Really kind to her when he spoke and gracious and sweet. He bought my Mixer that people kept picking up and putting back b/c the Fader was broken. Finally "how about 10 bucks!" and he took it. We talked about DJing and he told me about this program. He said he would look at my orange Record player which plays all my records subtley fast.

The lady with the big red hair
she almost bought my Winter Wool Sweater from high school, the brown in the sweater looked so good, I brought her inside to look at the mirror. She said it wasn't "Her" and I knew what she meant. B/c I thought the same thing about it on me. It looked good, but wasn't quite right.

White
is your name? I asked her twice. she was Asian, "Im your new neighbor!" she told me. She was so nice. and Tibi asked her too when she introduced herself. "Like the color?" "Yes."
She was so nice introducing herself, almost like she was excited to meet us. She just moved in and no furniture. Bought my side tables and weird whicker little table. Her husband pulled up in a big "church of Korea" van to bring her money to buy all the little things. How cool, they must have a Church.