Isms: Views on life in rural America

My favorite sport is thrifting.

To borrow from a popular meme: Yes, I shop at thrift stores. No, I am not poor.

Would you pass up a $178 Anthropologie dress, new with tags, for $4.25? What about a box filled with a complete set of fine china for $2.50?

There’s something about finding a diamond in the rough and giving it new life.

I’m not a trash stalker - or stooper, as they’re called on the east coast - but if I saw a perfect good dresser along the side of the road that the hubs could refurbish and flip for profit, I might brake and load.

A recent New York Times article, “The Golden Age of Fr...