As is my wont I was about an hour late in getting there and of course I had my valet parking spot about 100 feet from the auction site. Mike and Kris were already there, standing dead center about 10 feet in front of the auctioneer. They already had a mound of junk piled in front of them. Kris was so excited, this was the family farm, the guy was her father's cousin. And there was a trunk made by her father, on the lawn in front of the house. She WAS going to get it. So now this was more than some Norwegian farm auction, this was family.
Kris' story of the auction is here:
I filled the truck with some good buys. A two piece kitchen cupboard, an oak hanging cupboard with mouse chewing on the bottom, two initialed immigrant trunks, Fiesta dishes, 2 Red Wing blue stoneware pie plates, 1920's steering wheel knobs and 1950-70's license plates.