THE PHOENIX ANTIQUE AUCTION

Everyone likes an auction. Many people like antique auctions, probably because they remind one of days gone by. Additionally, it's a chance to see how much some of those goodies in your own home are really worth.

The autioneer is certainly in the center of the ring. Wayne has his 6 ft. son, Lee, as his assistand. Additionally, the "scorekeeper" who completed the little sales tickets for each item sold and the helper who was really a "gofer." The ring also featured the owner of the antiques, Bo, who shared information as requested about the origin or functionality of the item to be auctioned off. There were also the two women who initially received your driver's license information and later who received your money as payment for the goods purchased. The only others besides the prospective buyers were the two women who were serving food (I only saw biscuits and gravy and sodas).

Stuff is laid out in an orderly manner - with a "watchdog" so that no one pockets goods.

No piece is too old or shabby or new and clean to be sold at auction.

Before the auction, prospective buyers check out the quality of the goods. The auctioneer always says that when you buy it, you can't return it (it's "as is"}.

Some of the items do interest me!

Remember those rubber tire ashtrays from the 50's?

There's something for everyone!!!

Promptly at 10 am, the auctioneer is ready to go.

POSTSCRIPTS TO OUR PHOENIX TRIP

 Luke Selle, this is for you! The air force base to the west of Phoenix.

Normally we asked to pick the citrus. What do you think Jason might be doing?

We received permission to pick lemons from this tree.

The coots come running because they think we're going to feed them.

Tomorrow morning at 8:05 am, we'll be on a flight back to central Wisconsin and our home. We're looking forward to it even though we know that it will be pretty cold.    HAPPY 2014 NEW YEAR!