I went to Pawn Depot on Seventh St. in Bozeman. Its the place I used in my horror novel about being a cook up at Lake Yellowstone last winter.
I figured, lets as the guy a few questions, just for fun. "Do you buy things outright?"
"Sure," the kid replied, "Sometimes. What do you have?"
"Back country skis, some camping stuff."
He looks at me a minute, then says, "Well, we only sell the modern stuff, nothing old. No market for old gear."
I shook my head. Of course, he sees an older woman, he thinks older gear. "Backcountry, for breaking trail," I replied testily, "Just asking. Think I'll pass."
What these kids don't know is we Older Folks have the MONEY for the good stuff, and just cause we're old enough to be their moms doesn't mean we're using OLD stuff.
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