I know what you're thinking, "Madge is creeeeeepy." But seriously, can you resist Family Photo Rescue? I know I cannot. I am way too curious about family portraits that end up in thrift stores. Steve and I are "growing" a wall of portraits and other photographs we find while thrifting...now I'm probably really creepy-sounding. Oh dear!
Bonus: The first time I went to an antique store (age 8,9?), I came out with a baby portrait ca. 1910 for $1. I named the baby Lucy. It's a true story.