I generally like flea markets, shlepping around under hot sun, meeting the vendors, trading stories with them about their treasures … recently went to the Saturday Smiley’s Flea in Fletcher, NC. I must say, I didn’t have the same experience there. It just made me deeply sad. People (trying to) sell crates of past-date personal care products that had been baking in the sun for hours … tables piled up with old shoes … moldy CDs and VCR moves. Cases and cases of moldy rotten clothes. However, I did find things worth taking pictures of. The box of dolls was a once in a lifetime shot, but the rest – just sad. OVERHEARD: “My grandpa could chew steak – without any teeth at all!” Said with great pride.