
A rusted Maxwell House can half-filled with flat head screws. Sheet metal exit arrows from hallways that no longer exist. Forged iron hardware for hanging up gym mats. Some folks just can't throw things away. Let's raise a glass to them! 
To that cantankerous tinkerer who drove his/her contemporaries crazy with idiosyncratic organizing strategies. "I thought I told you to throw that away!" You did. I didn't. "This cabinet is busted! Fix it or toss it!" I'll get around to it. Maybe. "I can't find anything in here!" BIG!NYC can! 
Just over the river on the mainland, in a county they call Westchester, there lies a barn. Beneath the thick accumulation of dust on the smooth cement floor one can discern the painted lines of a makeshift basketball court. What once was a rustic recreational facility became the workshop for the nearby elementary school. What have we here!?! Sinks, doors, miscellaneous hardware, a perfectly scarred workbench, a zinc topped storage table, etc., etc., etc. Detritus isn't an ailment. It's a treasure!
Be aware though, there may be a possum in that cabinet . . .they cost extra. Click here to view some of the treasures!