barn find !!!!!
 

http://www.coolcatcorp.com/millerauc...erAuction.html

in your dreams...................... :thumbsup: :icare: xoxoxoo

Hey Bobby, you never know do you? I would have thought those folks were poor and probably tried to help them as well. What a shame to be that paranoid and live that way.
Incredible old vehicles. I keep waiting to find a Model A junk yard. I've gotten hooked on the old A's. The old Ford's are still fairly cheap If you can just find them in their rusted old original condition. They make awesome rat rods even with the original old flathead 4-bangers.

Dibbs!

Damn, that'd be a find. I bet some of his neighbors kick themselves nightly.
"Naw, dear, don't give that old coot another of your pies. He's hornery & mean."

Down by my uncle's farm ther is an old man who collects things. He is a bachelor, and takes a bath once a year whether he needs it or not.

I was a small boy, and we were talking with him one day (trading one chore for another, you know how farmers are) and the topic came to my uncle's '68 Charger that needed a new engine.

Mr. Smith: "I might have one for you."
Uncle: "Where?"
Mr. Smith: "Over in Barn 4."
Uncle: "You have a 440 magnum over there in the barn?!"
Mr. Smith: "Yep. And a 383 Hemi if you want..."

My uncle spent the next few years going through Mr. Smith's "Junk" and creating a beautiful collection of cars.

He had engines in crates, still in the packing grease. He got a good deal on them. He also collected coveralls, his favorite attire. I remember sneaking around all those barns, looking at different boxes, wondering why the hell someone would want 5 nail guns and 4 compressors.

When Mr. Smith died, it turned into a feeding frenzy like the one pictured in the OP. The auction lasted 3 days, and there were 4 auctioneers running at the same time, in different barns.

Hey, it sure beats getting hooked on smack and gambling, eh?

Indeed.

My mother knew a gent who had an interesting collection. He lived between two old run-down houses in two states. Both were large country lots with shops and barns. Everyone knew he had a Harbor Freight addiction. There were multiple copies of just about every lathe and power tool they sell. Hey, never know when the sale will end!

What people didn't realize was that his gardening hobby was really a cover for his gold, silver and cash collection that began with his exit from the Army after WWII. Stuffed in jars, vials, and little boxes all over his back yards were stashes that netted over $3M.

Makes me want to start a yard maintenance business.

Hey! We all have our priorities, eh? :D

It's hard for me to understand such eccentricities but they seem to happen more often than I would predict. I know two people I can think of right now, both single older men that live very modest lifestyles, they collect stuff with no apparent plan to leave anything to family or friends, and I can already see that when they die their collections will be worth a small fortune.

....unlike my two boys who like some of my toys and sometimes lovingly say "dad, when you die can we have that?"

That is just amazing! What a find, and for the most part everything looks in shape, well sort of.