Don't even know where to start.
There was a hearse meeting going on in NC Saturday that I'd been looking forward to for two months. Last Tuesday, a serious quandary surfaced. Rather hastily put together, a closed funeral home was being auctioned off - also Saturday! (I'd driven by this particular old funeral home about a year ago, got contact info from a neighbor, and left a few messages over several months that were never returned.) Several hour drive to hearse meet, likewise for auction...and there was no public auction preview previous to Saturday morning!
What would you have done?
I talked the auctioneer into giving a private walk through Friday morning. Turned out the property was in foreclosure, being repossessed, and needed to be cleared ASAP, hence virtually no sale notice. (Which technically bodes well keeping bidders from traveling long distance.) Friday couldn't come soon enough!
Then Wednesday night, yet another dilemma appeared. The same day, a second auction two hours from first! I calculated time frames and mileage before likewise scheduling a preview for that one. Why does this all have to be the same day????? Hearse show was cool enough. Either auction once a year would have been wonderful by itself.
On with pics.
Once I'd driven a couple hours Thursday evening, spotted this '72(?) Superior 200' off road behind a house. Nobody was home.
Few more hours and I'd reached destination for night. Got a room and prepared for an early start. Barely slept, excited with anticipation. Picked a friend up and off we went.
Cunningham & Hughes was in business for 115 years, closed for at least 5 years, and was the oldest funeral home in the state of VA. Figured whatever the auctioneer had relayed, it need to be seen in person to grasp the depth of merchandise. The basement alone turned out being almost 6000 packed square feet of the three story building that included a 200 seat chapel to give an idea. Electricity had been off for quite some time and the foreboding funeral home was quite dark.
Ready to see some stuff as found?
There was a hearse meeting going on in NC Saturday that I'd been looking forward to for two months. Last Tuesday, a serious quandary surfaced. Rather hastily put together, a closed funeral home was being auctioned off - also Saturday! (I'd driven by this particular old funeral home about a year ago, got contact info from a neighbor, and left a few messages over several months that were never returned.) Several hour drive to hearse meet, likewise for auction...and there was no public auction preview previous to Saturday morning!
What would you have done?
I talked the auctioneer into giving a private walk through Friday morning. Turned out the property was in foreclosure, being repossessed, and needed to be cleared ASAP, hence virtually no sale notice. (Which technically bodes well keeping bidders from traveling long distance.) Friday couldn't come soon enough!
Then Wednesday night, yet another dilemma appeared. The same day, a second auction two hours from first! I calculated time frames and mileage before likewise scheduling a preview for that one. Why does this all have to be the same day????? Hearse show was cool enough. Either auction once a year would have been wonderful by itself.
On with pics.
Once I'd driven a couple hours Thursday evening, spotted this '72(?) Superior 200' off road behind a house. Nobody was home.
Few more hours and I'd reached destination for night. Got a room and prepared for an early start. Barely slept, excited with anticipation. Picked a friend up and off we went.
Cunningham & Hughes was in business for 115 years, closed for at least 5 years, and was the oldest funeral home in the state of VA. Figured whatever the auctioneer had relayed, it need to be seen in person to grasp the depth of merchandise. The basement alone turned out being almost 6000 packed square feet of the three story building that included a 200 seat chapel to give an idea. Electricity had been off for quite some time and the foreboding funeral home was quite dark.
Ready to see some stuff as found?
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