One of the tenants who live on the compound is a 12-year-old boy who always inquires about the stuff in our driveway sales display. I just give him things I no longer like, such as a tiny toy airplane that my granddaughters have no interest in and that is too small for Vinci, who is not yet two. This evening he asked if I had a bookmark for sale that he could use for school, and I gave him one of mine.