End of my sidewalk

Some items are not welcome at GoodWill or other thrift shops. I do not want to do much cooking or baking any time now. I eat too much as it is, or rather too much of what I eat settles around my stomach. So I gave up my stove. Sure I would like to receive some money from a transaction. I do that with advertising in a local Giant Nickel. But there was nary a bite when I put for sale an apartment-size electric stove – a neat compact four burner with full oven. What to do?
I resorted to the old standby, curbside sales. Put the stove at the end of my sidewalk, my property, and tack on a FREE sign. Works wonders. The stove did stand on the sidewalk over the weekend but believe it or not, this morning the stove was picked up. What a relief. I have renewed respect for my curbside sales outlet. Such a joy to have my castoff picked up as a prize by someone who really wants it. No dickering over size, color, or appearance. Like “I’d take it if it was green, or if it had a see-through oven door.”
No questions asked. Somebody wanted it just the way it was. I wanted someone who wanted it to have it just the way it was. Everybody happy? Well I should say!
Naomi Sherer