The liquidator

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I found some great stuff in NDG last Monday night. I almost didn’t stop at the pile, but some other nearby trash provided sufficient motivation for me to get out of the car.

I went back to the spot Thursday night, before the area’s second garbage day of the week and found more great stuff that I’ll post about in the near future. It was then that I met the person doing the tossing. He told me to take whatever I wanted but not to make a mess. I asked him if he was moving (which I didn’t think was the case considering my Monday finds, but it’s generally the least risky question to ask) and he told me he was an estate liquidator.

Being an estate liquidator must be an interesting job. I imagine relatives take what is left to them before giving the liquidator carte blanche to make as money as possible from the rest. As a result, the liquidator ends up becoming responsible for items that they understand (rightly or wrongly) to have little monetary value, or at least not enough to be worth bothering with. A lot of this stuff just ends up being tossed, including many things with mostly sentimental value – it’s in the interest of the liquidator to be as efficient as possible.

Many of the bags were full of old clothes. Some were moth eaten or musty while others looked fine. Regardless, I didn’t feel like dealing with clothes and left them all behind.

(Just to note: my camera died on Friday so many of these shots were taken with my backup camera. It’s better than I expected, but it’s still not as good as my Canon was. I should have a new camera soon!).

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At the top of the blue garbage bin were several small items.

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They included a set of cutlery holders, three small spoons (two of which were Mappin Plate), a pair of two dragon things marked with a price tag of 15$ (I’m not sure what they are – you can see them on the right side of the photo), and a fork that was patented in 1915. The set of tiny forks and knives at the left was priced at 40$!

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The most curious piece was this little one-legged brass dude who measured in around two inches tall. It looks a bit like a demon, but I’m not sure exactly what the figure might represent. Let me knew if you do!

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There was also a weird bendy spoon. It looked to have been designed this way and doesn’t seem to have any practical use. There are some marks on the handle that I can’t make out.

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Inside a bag were a few books, including one titled “Holland and the Canadians.” It appears to be a tribute to the Canadians who helped liberate the Netherlands during WWII.

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It is a very attractive book filled with text, lots of pictures, and a few maps. One just like it sold on eBay for 28$ + shipping.

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There was also a cool kid’s book about natural resources (“Earth’s treasures”) from 1935.

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This old scrapbook provided some of my favourite finds.

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Inside was a great collection of sports ephemera. There were several photos of hockey players, all of whom were on the Montreal Canadiens.

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Some were stuck to the pages, while several others were simply stuck between the pages. The only name I recognized was Elmer Lach, a former Canadiens center who recently passed away. I’ll bet these were part of some kind of give-away or promotion – I’ll have to do some more research to figure out their history and value.

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At the back were several magazine cutouts of baseball players. These are cool but not worth much.

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My favourite items from the scrapbook was this collection of glossy press photos. On the top was a photo of Sugar Ray Robinson.

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Underneath was a great shot of Jackie Robinson. I have a few things I fantasize about finding in the garbage, one of which is something relating to Jackie’s year with the Montreal Royals. This isn’t that, but it’s still pretty cool.

There were other great photos of Eddie Matthews, Rocky Marciano, an unknown Giants squad of the 50s, and another of Sugar Ray Robinson.

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Still, some of the coolest stuff was in the box on the far left by the flowers. It was partially hidden under a moth-eaten rug.

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Inside was a whole bunch of old ephemera, a lot of which dates back to the 20s and 30s.

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There were several framed photographs …

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… including two of a WWII-era serviceman.

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This envelope was overflowing with photos.

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This photo was one of my favourite from the envelope. It provides a great example of 1920s decor – zoom in for a closer look.

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In the back were a bunch of negatives “to be developed.” I wonder if they ever were, though I assume they would have been.

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I haven’t looked at all of them, but two I pulled out present some great old street scenes, possibly from Montreal.

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This old stationary box contained plenty more ephemera.

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There were some old cards from the 30s; …

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… a few unused postcards from the same era (including one of the Statue of Liberty);

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… and some old Steamship souvenirs. I think these are super cool. The one on the left is from 1929, the center from 1933, and the right from 1930.

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Apparently the R.M.S. Lady Drake was sunk off the coat of Bermuda by a German U-Boat in 1942. Oddly, I could only find this information (at least easily) from German Wikipedia.

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I love the artwork and design of that era. I think I could sell these for 10-15$ a piece.

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There were also a couple booklets (“Why are we Protestants?” by Rev. W Graham Scroggie and “The Child” by the Metropolitan Life Insurance Company in 1925); …

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… two typed out diet plans;

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… and a booklet entitled “Facts for Women”, published in 1931 by the Zonite Corporation. It promotes a brand of feminine hygiene products.

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I didn’t read it all, but at least from the first page it seems to take a more feminist marketing angle (“For hundreds of years this has been a man’s world, and he has become accustomed to control”). It’s interesting to note that women in the United States only got the right to vote in 1920, so this pamphlet was printed not too long after. The booklet also emphasizes that Zonite products do not contain any hazardous chemicals, perhaps contrasting itself from products such as Lysol that were used earlier.

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The booklet is in fabulous condition and I may be able to sell it for a nice amount. I found a scanned version (in worse condition, but certainly readable) that you can see here. I also found an amusing look at other vintage feminine hygiene ads.

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A plastic bag was stuffed with even more ephemera, …

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… including another old Steamship passenger list.

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There were six unused postcards, three blank and three from the historic and defunct Windsor Hotel in Montreal.

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However, the bag was mostly full of old cookbooks, most of which are in excellent condition.

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Many are from the 1920s and 1930s. I love this kind of stuff, and they should sell for decent money. It’s hard to find these in such good condition.

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Otherwise there were a few miscellaneous objects, such as this “Garden of the Soul” prayer book; …

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… a letter of reference from 1926;

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… several of these old sock making things;

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… an old ceramic clock painted and signed by a guy named Roy (the mechanism is unfortunately busted, and there is a chip off the side);

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… and a jug lamp with a price tag of 10$ stuck to it.

I love these old ephemeral treasures. They may not be worth a fortune but they tell an interesting story. It’s finding these kinds of historical items that keeps me motivated to keep on trash picking. I appreciate saving them (and the stories they tell) from destruction, and then sharing those stories with others.

I’ll share more things I found at this spot soon!

Garbage fatigue

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July 1st (moving day) is Montreal’s trashiest day of the year. I fully expected to get a bit of picking in despite my own move. However, after days of packing all my things and transporting them to my new place I totally lost my motivation. I got a case of what I call “garbage fatigue,” where I feel like I have too much stuff or am otherwise unable to deal with any new items.

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A mild case of garbage fatigue makes picking less fun and more like a chore. A moderate case causes me to lose motivation to go on the hunt at all. An extreme case makes me wonder why I ever got into the business of having so much stuff in the first place, and causes me to contemplate other lines of work. Any amount of garbage fatigue makes me a less effective trash picker, as even a mild case will cause me to stop less often at potentially interesting spots – I will usually assume they’re just full of junk I don’t want, or don’t want to want. All stages cause anxiety and make it difficult for me to relax in my everyday life.

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A factor that contributes to garbage fatigue is a certain guilt I have about leaving good items behind. I save a lot of stuff and this blog is evidence of that. However, it’s only a fraction of what I could theoretically be saving on a day-to-day basis. I hate waste, and unfortunately in this line of work I’m often the last chance for something to be used to its full potential. Nonetheless, I can’t save everything even if I wanted to. I only have so much space (both in my house and in my car), energy, and time, and a lot of that is reserved for items that can help me pay the bills. Garbage picking is my job, after all.

However, I still take home things (sometimes too many things) that I don’t really want in hopes that I can find them a home. Once I save these items I feel a certain responsibility to make sure they don’t go to waste, and often get anxious thinking about how to do so. It’d be easier if I thought I could just drop the stuff off at a local charity, but I’ve seen how many donated items are thrown out by second-hand stores; many of the items I’d donate would likely meet the same fate.

I used to try pretty hard (way too hard in my opinion) to redistribute this kind of stuff. Now I usually just leave these items in a box on the curb. However, I still get anxious thinking about what to do with the items no one takes, and trying to make sure I don’t put the stuff out right before a rainstorm. These thoughts clutter my brain and contribute to garbage fatigue.

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The best cure for garbage fatigue is simply to take a break, something I’ve struggled to do but have gotten somewhat better at recently. It can be hard to take a day off from trash picking knowing that great treasures might lie just around the corner. Still, it’s good for me to remember that there’s a much bigger chance that I’ll go out and find nothing at all exciting. I needed to take a break, especially since I had to deal with even more stuff than usual because of my move (and anything new I found would have to be moved yet again).

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July 1st (as well as the days before and after) is great for a certain type of garbage. There’s lots to choose from if you’re looking for clothes, furniture, electronics, curios and decorations, the majority of which isn’t infested by any type of bug. However, there’s really not much that I’d call exciting from my trash picking perspective. (To be clear, other types of scavengers, including can pickers and scrap metal collectors do quite well on moving day.) Wealthy people will toss some good stuff when they move (as seen in some of my recent Westmount finds), but average people struggling to pay their bills or provide for their family don’t often throw out much of value. There’s also so much more competition on moving day that you really have to be in the right place at the right time to make a decent score.

In short I was okay with missing out on moving day. This was especially true since it poured rain for hours! I also didn’t go hunting on Thursday, and did only a very brief run on Friday. I ended up experiencing moving day more from the perspective of a casual picker. The people who had just moved from my new place tossed a bunch of stuff when they left.

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One of the things they threw out was this old chair. It got soaked because of the rain but dried out fairly quickly. It has some wear (nothing too bad, actually) but is extremely comfortable. It has a new home on my front porch!

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For all the talk of garbage fatigue I actually did find some great stuff (which wasn’t tossed because of moving day) last Monday night. I’ll let you know what it was in the coming days!

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This week has been a lot slower than expected. There’s a lot of luck involved in trash picking, and I’m simply not getting as lucky as I was at this time a month ago. I miss those times when it seemed like another great find was just around the corner! On the plus side, this mini garbage drought has given me a lot more time to pack for my move.

Anyways, I didn’t come up totally empty-handed! Well, I did the first three days of the week.

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Thursday offered a brief respite when a spot in the Plateau produced a few yard-salable toy cars.

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Friday was my first passable run, however. I went first to Rosemont (between Iberville and Saint-Michel), a traditionally Quebecois working class neighbourhood. I was joined by my friend Sarah.

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One spot produced a bit of nostalgia. I think anyone growing up in the 80s and 90s will remember these colorful shaped erasers. You might even have collected them, like this person apparently did. They’re not worth much, but I figure they’ll make for fun yard sale material.

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We came across this spot a little later on. There were buttons strewn across on part of the pile (bottom right). I took the corner shelf, but my favourite find was inside on the bags.

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It’s an old medical instrument sterilizer made by a company called Castle. It works fine, though the wiring is a bit sketchy.

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There are two patent dates on the back, one from 1916 and one from 1919.

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It was pretty grungy when I found it (not gross, just age-related grime) but it cleaned off pretty nice! Now I have to figure out a way to get that soap scum off the nice chrome finish… would straight up vinegar work? I don’t think it’s worth a tonne of money (I found one on eBay that sold for 50$ + shipping, and mine is missing its interior tray) but it’s definitely a cool piece. I might just use it as a funky decor at my new place.

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After finishing in Rosemont we drove to Westmount, one of North America’s most affluent neighbourhoods. This pile was next to a moving truck that was being loaded with stuff, which (especially in Westmount) is a good sign that good trash is about!

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On the bottom you can see something all wrapped up in plastic. It was a nice Yamaha amp, which I assume they never unpacked since their last move. Either that, or they packed it for this move and then decided not to take it. Either way, it’s a pretty nice amp (a HTR-5560 with a remote) that I might just keep for myself. I plan on getting a record player set up once I move, so I’ll need something like this to get it going!

(I’m kind of assuming that it works, since I don’t want to take it out of its wrapping just to wrap it up again, but my instincts for this are generally right).

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There were more things on the other side of the driveway, including a bunch of books. Someone was into dystopian fiction – they owned Fahrenheit 451, Animal Farm, and 1984.

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I also found some photo paper, a nice notebook, …

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… a cashew container with a bunch of pennies (and a few pesos) inside,

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… and a busted Samsung NP300V5A laptop. The power button lights up but the screen doesn’t turn on. It should be worth a bit of money for parts though. It’s a relatively modern machine that runs Windows 7, at least in theory.

So, the week wasn’t all bad. Next week should be interesting. I’m moving on the 1st and that’s going to take up some time. I’ve started packing early in hopes that I won’t get totally overwhelmed why the process. I want to do my normal slate of trash runs (it seems silly to miss the most famous trash day of the year!) and also keep up with the blog. However, if you don’t hear from me you’ll know that moving (as it often is) was much worse than I anticipated. Wish me luck!