Above picture: Fudge and chess pie tarts baked by Mama in preparation for concessions at the auction.
Things like getting fields bush-hogged, repairing fences, removing fencing, filling holes, baking pies and tarts, and such had to be done. We spent days cleaning out and sorting. Then, the day before we did some major prepping.
There were trash barrels that had to be prepped and stationed.
We recalled different folks and what items they took home. I enjoyed a HUGE sandwich and a few other members of the family did as well. Everything was put away into its storage place and we went our separate ways.
It was a long, tiring, emotional experience. The crowd was large and they seemed to appreciate and treasure the things Daddy had accumulated through his life's work. We hope that those items found homes where they are used and appreciated as much as Daddy did when they were his.
We hope that those items make people's days enriched by having them. There was lots of talk, lots of laughter, and lots of remembrance done that day. Daddy would have loved it and been really proud that folks found something of substance and use to take home and continue the legacy he started.