Brimfield
If you've ever watched Flea Market Flip , you know from the title of this post exactly what kind of experience I'm here to chronicle. Some of you may cringe at the thought of gathering in the same place with hundreds of other people in a small town in Massachusetts to browse through stall after glorious stall of old stuff. Others, my people, will be envious. As I drove to Holland, MA Thursday evening to spend the evening with the Horn-Eldred family, my route took me right through the heart of the Brimfield Antique Show . Although it was closed at the time, this was my first glimpse of what was in store the next day. I was on the phone at the time, and stopped mid-sentence to say, emphatically, "O. M. G." I said it several times. Kef finally had to say, "Focus," to get me back on topic. I had only seen the TV show once or twice, and I don't know that it really gave me any idea of the scope of Brimfield. I'm not sure what I expected, but the seas o...