I have a confession to make... ...I come from a long line of roadside antiquers on my mother's side of the family. Truth be told, I used to be mortified as a kid when we would be driving along and my Mom would suddenly pull over to inspect something interesting at the curb on bulk pick-up day. Now I understand why she always insisted on driving a station wagon! She's found big wheels, strollers and other items that she cleaned up and gave away. And her recipients were happy to receive these "gently used" items. There was one time when I was a teenager that she made me help to carry a dresser from the neighbor's curb down the street into her house. That dresser is still being used today, over 20 years later. Seeing that dresser when I visited my [+]