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...Sylvia Link, a Denver-based estate liquidator with 30 years' experience, the average estate has marketable paper items worth at least $500. (Estate liquidators typically charge 25% to 30% of the sale.) Consider the items that sisters Donna DeRosato, 52, and Carol Pogue, 54, found in their mother's attic in Plymouth Meeting, Pa.: the stubs of two sets of Beatles concert tickets (1965 and 1966), a concert handbill (Rolling Stones, 1968) and some Beatles fan books and figurines. The sisters gave them all to a local eBay consignment shop, and when the online auction was over, they pocketed more...
...every attic contains old Beatles tickets, of course. But people will also buy more mundane relics such as autograph books, railroad timetables or sets of love letters. Why? They do so for many reasons, say experts, not the least of which is living history. "People are intrigued by the past," says Jaben Broach, owner of CollecTons, an eBay drop-off shop in Boulder, Colo. "And often letters, diaries or ledgers reveal a time and place much better than any history book." Professional auctioneer G.G. (Gwen Glass) Carbone, author of How to Make a Fortune with Other People's Junk, sold...
...evening of Saturday, July 9, a chilled water pipe broke in the building’s attic, releasing hundreds of gallons of water down the walls of the building’s atrium, into the offices of the African and African American Studies department, and eventually reaching all the way down to the basement...
Robert Barnes PASS CHRISTIAN, MISS. As the water rose, Barnes, a concrete finisher, climbed into the attic and then onto his roof, then used his belt to strap himself to the top of a pine tree. "You could hear the tornadoes roaring," he says. When the flood abated, he discovered a neighbor's corpse. Bayou mud left little in his house to salvage. But he thinks he'll find work...
...know how to handle themselves in a Category 4/5. I've lived here long enough and interviewed enough Hurricane Camille victims that when I battened down the hatches I made sure I had axes, an extension ladder and boat flares, all in preparation for going into the attic if rising floodwaters made it necessary. As it turned out, my house was completely destroyed. Around the corner from there, an entire young family died. I watched them pull their bodies from the rubble last Saturday...