Old Jefferson County Jail Antiques

LOCATION:

300 Coffeen Street

DATE:

1909

 

NARRATIVE:

The former Jefferson County Jail is now a multi-dealer antique or flea market with treasures presented in cells that are themselves a presentation worth experiencing. 

Reviews from the Internet:

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Beth Roberts LaForce  July 26, 2014

“This is a fantastic shop! Huge inventory and items ranging from projects to ready for your home. The proprietor was very knowledgeable and friendly. The building is a gem itself- very interesting history and perfect for an antiques shop. If you’re looking for a destination for a day trip, this is it! Be sure to bring a truck.”

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Tony Lomazzo:

The place is a mess and has some unique smells. We found the owner very nice and willing to work with us. We found several great items and deals. If you don’t mind digging for items this is the place for you.”

Carina Kagan (Mrs. K):

“Oh man, this place was an incredible maze of treasures! Visiting the area and our SIL suggested we drop by. Of course my wife made friends w/the owner Brett and we will definitely be back before we leave. Brett was friendly, kind and informative. Yes, the place is a hoarder’s paradise, yes, it’s beyond crowded, yes, it’s stack/pile heaven and yes, there’s an odd smell lingering but it was tolerable. If you have patience and a nose to dig, you will find treasures!. Once you pass the initial administrative offices and make it to the back of the jail house, each cell is a cave of forgotten treasures. If you collect it, it’s probably in there. My wife collects Madonnas and he took her straight to the cell that had a little shelf of them. Brett invited me to go upstairs as there were other floors full of small furniture but it was too hot, maybe next time. EVERY, SINGLE SQUARE INCH IS PACKED. Consider this old jail, a massive building filled w/wonder, stories, vintage and antiques, a great place to find the forgotten. 

Ps. My wife used a cane and just had to be a little careful to get around things.”