Old signs.

The Syracuse Mets folks but out an interesting array of merchandise at this year’s garage sale.

Much of it was still tagged with the former Syracuse Chiefs name, or maybe generic ballpark stuff.

Too vague.

It was fun to look and learn.

Too age specific.

No harm, no foul seeing what they store around the catacombs.

Newer.

The merchandise in the team store had higher prices and hadn’t been hanging around as long.

We left with Syracuse Mets pens for the four of us, a baseball book that my dear wife Karen spied for me, deeply discounted Chiefs shirts for George and I, and a discounted Mets jersey for Elisabeth. Great morning!