Personal Narrative: Keller's Flea Market

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I do not typically attend things such as flea markets, craft shows, etc. My grandmother and mother are both crafters, but I never got into such habits or hobbies. My friend Jeremy Panitzke, who has gone to Keller’s Flea Market with his family for years with his family, insisted I go see why it can be so interesting and fun. Keller’s Flea Market is a family owned business that has been opened since March of 1965. What started out as 60 stalls has grown to be over 400 vendors every weekend, omplete with restrooms, a concession stand and ATM on site. When arriving for the first time I missed the turn to go into the front parking lot. Instead, I had to drive down I-95, get off the next exit, turn around, and try not to miss it again. Once I got into the front parking lot I learned that consumers had to park in the back parking lots, which weren’t much more than grass with a fence covered with greenery separating the aisles. The first visit I made I was slightly worried my car would get stuck in the mud, but braved the possibility anyway. …show more content…

Once I began walking around I realized the loud talking was vendors to potential customers, fryers making fattening, but delicious food, and the exchange of enormous amounts of money. Traditionally, I would walk past everything, hardly noticing anyone or anything, but I stayed alert to the commotion and chaos going on around me. There was a large array of merchandise being sold, from puppies and antiques to clothes, guns and henna tattoos. I also noticed a very important point, which was that the flea market’s culture itself was diverse. There were vendors and consumers of many different races and

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