I had a good reason for being late to the gate….. My sweet Mom (she has not been in good health lately) decided she wanted to go too. So with her willing attendant navigating her in a wheelchair and me with my trusty rolling cart, we arrived a couple of hours late which put us there after the opening rush. I knew that my finds would not be as plentiful as usual, but that was OK…. Mom was getting to treasure-hunt for the first time in a long time.
It was quality, not quantity, this trip;