Galaxy Space Rangers


Charleston in July is hard pressed to find a day that doesn’t make it into the 90s.  And then, Mother Nature puts the icing on the cake and tops the heat off with a good dollop of humidity.  Just to let us all know that she is still in charge.  Thank God for Willis Carrier!  The Great One and I wonder how we ever survived without air conditioning.   So, who in their right mind goes to an outdoor moving sale on a day like that?  Looks like just us and the chickens. 

As the chickens were neighbors, they didn’t have to sit through the light at the Main Road/Savannah Highway intersection more than a time or two and hope that WAZE could find a street we had never heard of on Johns Island.  So, when we finally arrived, they had quite a head start, having been the early birds.  Fortunately, their tastes and ours were at opposite ends of the spectrum.  (Thanks to Danny and Veronica for letting Lessie, Beyoncé, Woodstock and Little Peep stand in for the chickens whose pictures I forgot to take.)

So, while the chickens negotiated with the sellers, we began to look around and lo and behold, there sat a Space Ranger box.  Wouldn’t our Space Commander love to have a backup vehicle?  All that stood between us and the box was an ant nest, which we didn’t notice until one of the ants, having had his home turf invaded by my foot, made his presence known. 

Now what are the odds that this hard to find cardboard box with space themed graphics would hold an entire set of Space Rangers in pristine condition?  Needless to say, it was worth the ant bite.

Our favorite find, of course, was the Space Rangers, but we found a few more treasures, as well.  Among them the one thing every home needs - an elephant doorknocker.

Certainly, every home needs a little red wooden puppy dog to sit in the window.

But most importantly, because it makes a house a home, “all you need is love.”


When we came home from our recent trip to Pennsylvania, our Galaxy Space Rangers must have been peeking out the window.  Before we could get everything inside, they had already spied their ”space ship.”  We had promised the guys if ever we came across one, we’d bring it home.  Little did we know that we’d actually find one.  However, in a locked case on the upper level at Burning Bridge Antiques Market, there it sat; giving us the opportunity to try out their call system.  It works quite well, by the way.

When asking local folks where to start our Columbia picking experience, Burning Bridge was at the top of the list.  We happily spent the better part of a day with Cindie Coleman and her staff.  The store is located in a building that housed a hardware store and a sewing factory in the late 1800s.  The hardwood floors were so much easier on the back and legs than the typical concrete mall floors.  With large bright windows and inviting, easy to navigate booths and display cases of over 250 dealers and hundreds of consignors, there was plenty to see.  Uncharacteristically, the dust level was close to nil causing my nose to do a little happy dance.  The bell system to call for assistance from the upper and lower levels, brings a member of their friendly staff, which includes certified appraisers, to your assistance in the blink of an eye.

We continued our quest and found another type of dime bank, the Lucky Dime Register Bank.  No key needed, it opens automatically at $5.00.  As usual, one bank isn’t quite enough and we came away with an octagonal cylindrical dime bank as well.  Heading down to the lower level, we came across a Gilbert Erector Set from the 1930/40’s as well as some Made In Occupied Japan miniature Toby mugs.  At this point, hunger got the best of us and forced us to head out in search of a very late lunch.

While we were in Columbia, we also visited Old State Theatre Antique Mall.  This building was a former movie theatre and is probably the most unique antique/vintage mall we have visited yet.  The staircase from the lobby area to the upper level show room is outstanding.  The ceiling has medallion scrollwork tile accents.  There is a stage area up front, as well.  Not only is the setting one-of-a-kind but we found items here that we have never seen before including a handmade scoreboard from a prisoner of war camp and a “Stripper” sign, because you never know when that might come in handy.  The owner, Michael Boyer and his brother are self-proclaimed “antiquoholics” and enjoy providing the public with artifacts that bring the past to life.  While many of these items are way out of our league, they have pieces of history to fit just about any budget.  We found a set of Made In Occupied Japan salt and pepper shakers that didn’t break our bank.