The abandoned buildings had been stripped out, all the pipes, anything that could be sold, except for random pieces of furniture. We would go through places that were knee deep with all sorts of yucky stuff and find amazing pieces of furniture. Carol Nelson and I would haul it out of the building and bring it home. That is how we got a lot of the furniture for the Plenty Center. You would have to clean these things up and paint them usually. We got the white cabinet in the kitchen where we kept our food. We got a lot of different chests of drawers. It was my first time ever scamming like that. Going into buildings and asking, “What happened that all these buildings are abandoned and everything looks like it has been bombed? Was there a war here?” It was more than my Tennessee mind could take in. I’d never seen anything like it. Boston Avenue made me wonder, “What war did we miss on TV? Nobody told me about Boston Avenue.”