Don't Drink the Milk Part II

I posted a blog last week about my native Vermont and some of the more interesting characters who have lived in the Green Mountain state. Not to anyone's surprise, I mixed fact with fiction although I am as sure as sugar everyone I described does in fact exist somewhere in Vermont.

The photo above is one I captured this past weekend while driving through Ludlow, Vermont. This isn't a Reuter's altered photo - it's the real deal. It got me to wondering, is there really something wrong with the citizenry of Vermont or do you think all of this is some ploy to keep the rest of us from buying up more of the state?

I've seen homemade signs for garage sales, book sales, lemonade, antiques, hubcaps, bait, cars, bicycles, houses, land and free kittens. But I have never seen a sign for Skin-So-Soft. Are there people who actually drive through the countryside looking for body oils? I was tempted to stop by the house just to ask the owner if anyone has ever bought a bottle.

More importantly, I wanted to know at what point do they abandon their private parlor in favor of a local social event.

"Leonard, do you think I should go to the Concert on the Green, or keep the doors open for my next sale?"

"I did see a guy with Connecticut plates slow down in front of the house, Gertie. It looked like he was takin' a picture but he might come back. He's probably got enough money to buy a case of this stuff!"

"I better stay."