Saturday, September 17, 2011

Auction Remorse

Many years ago we went to a Lutheran boarding school.
We had a pastor who taught our Senior Bible class.
We thought he was old then.
Last month my sister and I went to his auction.
He was there....now he is old.

It was hard to observe him watching his furniture and belongings being auctioned off....
many at prices lower than they were worth.

This is one of my purchases.


I am sure he was thinking of his wife throughout the auction process.
They shared many years together.
I hope his memories stay strong even though the physical reminders are gone.



I purchased some linens.
They were all hand stitched.
(the corner of one is my new photo header)
I wanted to ask Pastor Gjerness who did the lovely stitching.
I didn't get the opportunity...
as he watched his musical instruments being auctioned off...
he raised his bidding card and bought back his own auto harp...
I heard him say something about 'seller's remorse'....
then he paid for his purchase and went home.

8 comments:

Jodi said...

What a beautiful blog you have...your pictures and words are wonderful to read!
This post brought tears to my eyes.
Thank you for visiting my blog...I wish I could send you some cookies and share the calories...I mean the love!

So nice to meet you, Sheila!
I'm going to add you to the blogs that I read.

:) Jodi

Peg - Happy In Quilting said...

What a lovely jug Sheila...

Betty Lou said...

So sad, I hope I am long gone when they have to get rid of my treasures. Nice that you have some beautifulthings to remember him with. Love the stitching in the header, noticed it as soon as I clicked on your blog.

Lynda Halliger-Otvos said...

I hope that I am gone too before my stuff hits the auction block. My parents are in OK and pushing 80; I am in Northern California with no real way to transport any of their stuff after they pass. I wonder if it’s worth it to drive a rental over the Rockies with “stuff” that I have not seen in decades to bring to a tiny home already filled with our things...

Auntie said...

That's so sad! I didn't even know Pastor Gjerness was still alive... Poor man.

On another note, back in my days in The Castle, instead of saying, "Oh my goodness!", we would say, "Omar Gjerness!"

:-)

stitching under oaks said...

oh that tugs at my heart strings....the pitcher is beautiful.

no spring chicken said...

Ouch. This is very sad. So much of this right now... At least we know that 2 of his household treasures will be treasured. Oh yes, 3 counting the autoharp.

Blessings, Debbie

Joanne Lendaro said...

Very sad post....hubbie and I talk about all of our junk and wonder if the kids will want/care for it..