I’m in search of an elusive church pew. Today my dad and I went to the Nashville Flea Market held at the fairgrounds on the 4th weekend of each month. I hadn’t been back since my grade school years, when my mom would drag me there looking for depression glasses.
What I’ve found is that many of the antique furniture look like they would have fit nicely in Miss Havisham’s house right beside that rotting wedding cake. I couldn’t imagine anyone really wanting to buy that type of furniture, except to put in their attic for safe keeping. Then whenever they’d need money they would get it out and sell it at the flea market, or if it was old enough, some museum.
I would have gotten a kitchen table straight from the 50’s, but I don’t think it would have looked good in my house.
There were of course the usual redneck things…the Nascar stuff and other things which you would only find hanging up in some trailer. And some of the merchants seemed pretty shady. Seemed to have that carny look to them.
So we didn’t find a church pew. But we found everything else. Including bathroom supplies. Who would go to the Nashville flea market to get their health and beauty aids, when there is a Walmart or Fred’s right next door. And on the same line of thinking, who would bother renting a booth at the flea market to sell such items? I’ll never know.
So I spoke to a lady at P.J. Antiques in Mt. Juliet. She said the best place to shop were antique places. She occassionally gets pews in, but they always go fast. Needly to say she didn’t even mention Ebay.