Had a neighbor lady back in Asheville, NC that used to put out her tacky Nativity Scene way too early for the season and had a yard sale just about every other week. The yard sales drove my dad crazy because people would park their cars on his lawn. So his move would be to sit outside from early in the morning to the end of the yard sale with trash cans blocking the lawn, yelling at anyone who tried to park around them. This isn’t that same neighbor lady, but that’s a swell childhood memory, so I figured no better time to share it.
