Day 677 More chairs

15th June 2019

We had arranged to pick up an old desk from a storage facility on the north side of Holland. There are many of these springing up all over the area especially for people to store all the junk they don’t have the courage to dispose of.

It is a sad place of up and over doors and padlocks. Walking round I noticed second locks added to indicated that the rents haven’t been received. Several people had decided to have sales of the contents. Some are such rubbish that we had put better stuff at the side of the road for free. After waiting for twenty minutes we lost patience and left, we had a pick up due, and didn’t want to be late. In messaging the desk person we learnt that she had forgotten about the arrangement, what a loser.

On the way home Kelli, and her super eyesight saw six chairs at the side of the road with a free sign attached. One quick U-turn and a drive across a pavement later we were loading them into the back. Once were were back I picked the best four, took a picture, and on to Facebook they went, and in a short time someone wanted to buy them.

This evening Kelli and I were invited to an exhibition of sculptures by Tom Newhouse at a gallery in Saugatuck. Tom has now retired from industrial design in favour of art, and his work is unique, and clever. It uses stretched fabric over wood or acrylic formers. The way the forms were cut and upholstered created fascinating shapes and patterns. As usual Tom’s excitement filled the room brighter than the lighting.

We ended the evening with dinner at Pereddies. During our meal Kelli sensed that something had happened that caused our server, Chris to run outside. When he returned he told us that someone had left without paying the bill. In situations like that he would have to cover the shortfall. Kelli knew all about that, having done the same kind of work herself. So before we left, she sneaked off to talk to the manager. He had assured her that things would be squared up, and thanked her for her concern. Not content with that, she left some money under her napkin for Chris to find later.

Kelli has such compassion for others, and she couldn’t leave knowing the server would be out of pocket. Those are rare traits in people today, and I love Kelli for that reason.