Hands down, my favorite source for finds is an awesome estate sale. Showing up for a place in line at 5 am the day of just isn't good enough. I take the next number from the stoop. #66. Shoot. The anxious crowd speaks of #1 and #2. Dealers from Philly. They started the line at 9 pm the night before, been campin' in front of the house. Shoot. But I have faith and instinct. I will find that piece, that relic, the unnoticed in a shoebox on the closet shelf, sometimes the obvious, the sleeper.