There is a hoarder lady who has lived in Halifax for years, and she always has the craziest, dustiest collection of crap displayed in her windows and door. She even changes it to reflect changing seasons and to celebrate holidays.
I walked by today and it the apartment was EMPTY, with walls knocked out and floors torn up. This sudden change pisses me off, as I liked to walk by there a few times a week and sneak a peek into her cluttered and mould-filled misery.
And now she is gone, just like that. —Wondering where the hoarder lady went
This article appears in Jun 10-16, 2010.
Hear ya. Back in the 60s there was an old woman who used to wander around Spring Garden and Coburg Rd. that everyone called ‘Wiggy’ because she wore this cockeyed grey nest on her head. Her claim to fame was scraping up gum off the sidewalks which she collected in a huge ball. When Wiggy died, it was discovered she was one rich old crazy spinster who stuffed her fortune somewhere in her horder haven with no heirs apparent. When she disappeared, I remember thinking pretty much the same as you did, OP.
I love crazy old hoarders! Where is this?
there used to be a guy in bridgewater like that, used to have all kinds of crap on his lawn. the cops came on day, gave him a ticket for unsightly premises, and that was the end of it. like this person you talk about o.p., no one knows where he went, or whatever became of his junk.people are a curious animal indeed. all my crap is inside, for only me to admire.
Maybe she died.
Ohhh, was this perchance a place on North Street? I seem to remember windows filled with various tchotchkes and wondered about the person/people who lived in there…
I sold all my shit to buy crack than i didn’t have any left for rent sorry young man 🙂
She’s probably gone to Hummel Figurine Heaven
I’d hate to have inherited all her crap. Call in the wrecking ball.
there’s a ground floor apartment on the corner of Inglis and MacLean street and the owner has the window ledges all covered in those little trolls with the long hair – a tad odd methinks.
We had a guy like that in our town, LS, but instead of giving up, he built a wall around it. The townspeople called him Starvin’ Marvin.