Tuxedo Park Junk Shop - the story
by Patrick Bradbury
November 15, 2023
This is my story. It is fact and fiction. Just like the place that I live. And the things that I sell. And just like you. Whoever you are. Where ever you are.
Tuxedo Park New York is a time capsule of a town, on a rural route that runs parallel to the main highway. It has a train station where conductors provide thirty seconds between doors opening and shutting. Traveling through by car takes about the same amount of time.
Many of the buildings in town, where local businesses should be, and the towns people could say hello to one another, are vacant and for rent. Similarly, many of the homes inside the gothic gates that separate the village of Tuxedo Park from the town are quiet, either for sale or lived in on weekends and the months of the year with leaves on the trees.
And that is just how we like it. There is nothing that attracts too much attention. It is neither deserted nor populated. A few well designed buildings hint to an era of conservative affluence.
When I was planning to open a little shop, one of the main decisions was the name. I didn't want to use the words antique or vintage. Neither felt like a direction I was going in. I liked the way Tuxedo Park Junk Shop sounded. I had a romantic vision of what a junk shop in Tuxedo Park would have been like circa 1900. Run by a proprietor who wore bowties with high-collared shirts and fabric arm coverings to protect his sleeves at work. The shop would be filled with objects of all kinds. Things with history, or at the very least a good story.
And the best part about a junk shop is you can sell whatever you want. So in defining what I would call the shop, the name left plenty of freedom to play with the offerings.
As an online destination, my goal is to have a selection of items that are unique, delightful, and beautiful. Where people who like antique shops, junk shops, and vintage shops can browse and discover and shop from anyplace they happen to be.
Proprietor, Tuxedo Park Junk Shop