Sunday, September 4, 2011

Man With The History! Auction Tales #1.

“Ill fares the land, to hasting ills of prey,
Where wealth accumulates, and men decay:
Princes and lords may flourish or may fade;
A breath can make them, as a breath has made;
But bold peasantry, their country’s pride,
When once destroy’d, can never be supplied.”

                              Oliver Goldsmith

 I was so excited I could not wait to share my Saturday adventure with you.

 Another auction, this one takes me Northeast. It was supposed to be a couple of hours drive but My Hero “Took a wrong turn at Albuquerque” as the saying goes. The scenery was worth the left instead of right turn.
 We pass century barns, cottages, lakes and fields of grain, and greenery. We finally knew we had found the right farm when we see cars, and trucks lined up for a mile on both sides of this very narrow country back road. This was going to be a very busy, fun auction. My number was well into the 400’s and there were people lined up behind me.
 My Hero, and brother B head off to check out the saw mill, more machinery and tools, I myself make a beeline straight to the magnificent wooden planked century barn. Oh this was so worth the long drive. I was so excited. I take a step into the open top barn door; the sun was shining through the spaces between the planks, I snap some photos. Oh definitely worth the drive.


 An older gentleman asked me what I was doing. I explained to him my love of old barns and history. Well I certainly stumbled across the right man. He told me a very interesting story.

 It seems the last owner, had bought this farm in the sixties from a prominent businessman from Boston, his name escapes me. This was his summer home. You see this farm backs onto the Crowe River, he says it is a beautiful river. I will have to take his word for that, I was thinking of hiking the mile or so route to this river till he told me about the woods, and bear sightings. I was not so silly as to go off by myself in strange surroundings with no one knowing where I was; I also had no cell phone reception.
 He continued to relay the story, the last owner had lived not too far down the road on another farm, and there was a terrible barn fire in the middle of the night in the dead of winter. They managed to get all the animals out but now there was nowhere to house them. Since this farm was up for sale he decided to buy it and save all the hassle of building in the winter.


 This gentleman went on to tell me about the interesting building that sits beside the main farmhouse. It seems in the early 1900’s or earlier he could not recall exactly, this used to be a one-room school house. After that it was used as a church, and than a blacksmith shop. Fascinating! I would have loved to see the inside; the present owners have cared for it very well.


 The history was seeping into the deep crevices of my mind. I had completely forgotten  I was at an auction.
 I thanked the man in the cool straw hat and continued on my way, I was off to see what other stories await my pen.
 I met the most wonderful, interesting people. Oh yes and Kim it was very nice meeting you. 

Later 

16 comments:

  1. that little building is definitely beckoning for more investigation! darn! :)

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  2. How I love barns---especially old ones that ooze lore. Especially weathered, hoary icons of our past. I would have forgotten about the auction, too---although I do love auctions....

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  3. You are a gifted story teller, but I KNOW I've said that before! I just find myself hanging on to each word and being caught up in your excitement and passion. I loved today's post and the interesting history that you'd gleaned from the cool straw hatted gentleman! I often find myself wondering how you manage to come up with so many wonderful quotes! Again, this appears to be yet another of your gifts! Thank you for a most enjoyable visit to your part of the globe!

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  4. b...i always talk to strangers, always. you learn the coolest, most interesting things!!

    this is an amazing entry, i enjoyed it so much. and that barn, be still my heart. you should include it with this weeks barn charm!!

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  5. Another enjoyable tale of rural life on the other side of the world and I always love the pictures :)!
    Cheers,
    Robyn

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  6. Great photos.

    How fortunate to meet the story teller. Thanks for passing on what you found.

    The big barns and the years of history where you live are superb. Makes me jealous sometimes. We're just out of cowboys and Indians here, which have their own unique history...but not so many barns.

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  7. Wonderful that you met that gentleman. Love the pics of the barn.

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  8. Absolutely breathtaking pictures!

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  9. When I retire I'm going to go to auctions. I so love to here you tell about them. I will have to wait as weekends are so fleeting. For now I will enjoy them through your camera and stories. Thank you.

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  10. Wow...huge barn...and the light shining through like that. Awesome.
    Maa

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  11. Oh, you would have had to pry me out of there..........
    ;)

    What a lovely gift........

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  12. Tons of history there. You always meet interesting people... no doubt it's because you're interested :D)

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  13. I love the history of a place...

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  14. Beautiful old barn! I love the stone foundation as much as the weathered planks.

    And I love that you found about the building near the house that has had so many reincarnations.

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  15. So glad you ran into the gentleman with the stories behind those buildings. Wonderful adventure, B! :)

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  16. Lovely old barn. Don't we learn a lot by taking the wrong road in our travels, and also learn a lot if we listen.

    PS..Phone now working had to have a new phone line to the house. Was done this morning about 11:00am my time.

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