“If you missed it, you didn’t look hard enough.”

Aley Lewis

Imagine you’re a mother of five who just arrived on the island for a weeklong, carefully planned vacation. It’s mid-July, the height of the summer season, and you arrive with your family who is throwing ideas, needs and wants your way every second. Before you embarked on the ferry, it was your husbands responsibility to prepare and pack well, making sure the young’uns were satisfied.

One day into the trip, and your ideal vision of the perfect week is becoming a disaster. Your youngest doesn’t have swim shoes, your nature-hating son doesn’t have bug spray, the twins are on the verge of mental breakdowns over sharing one pair of goggles, all while your headphone-less teenage daughter won’t stop her high pitch shrieking because she can’t listen to Justin Bieber.  All this torment–to say nothing about your husband who somehow forgot his favorite pair of jeans in the washing machine and his Cuban cigars–inevitably, of course, befalls every vacation ever planned.

The relentless crying and carefree attitude becomes a bit overwhelming, and at this point, you begin to re-evaluate why you ever decided to bare children in the first place.

So do you run around in the summer traffic trying to find all these items to ease the tears? Or pick up a pair of ear plugs and hope for a miracle?  

Trader Fred’s to the rescue. Located at the Edgartown Triangle, Fred’s is discount heaven for locals and visitors alike. From fishing rods, to shoes, to paint, incense, luggage tags, multi-colored rabbit feet key chains, jackets, whistles, rainbow colored elastics, stickers, fishing bait, undergarments, surf gear, moccasins, boogie- boards, paper clips, beer coozies, watches, kitchen cutlery, sunglasses, rain boots, pencils, name tags, tablecloths and, bikini’s, it’s the bargain house of the the century.  There is nothing that Trader Fred’s doesn’t have. Trust me. If you missed it, you didn’t look hard enough.  

Trader FredsUpon entering, the multicolored signs and décor immediately catches your bargain-hunting eye, searching for the weird, but necessary items on your list. Beach towels? Check. Golf balls? Check. A remote control airplane? Check. New pot for the kitchen? Easy. Oh, what about different kinds of high-end cigars? You bet.

Maybe you’re planning a trip up island to the cliffs, in need of hiking boots.  In the back of the store lies a beautiful mess of shoeboxes, clustered from floor to ceiling with new boots, sandals and sneakers. Raining that day? No worries! Trader’s Fred’s has a fully stocked rain jacket selection as well.
With a discount store like Trader Fred’s, it may take a little digging and patience, but with high hopes and a meager wallet, the possibilities are endless.