My First Auction and What I Learned

November 14, 2011

The other day I was reminiscing about what I learned from the first live auction I had ever conducted just over 10 years ago.

Having graduated from World Wide College of Auctioneering two months prior to the event, I had put together a very modest consignment auction from about 5 or 6 sellers.

My inventory was impressive for a variety of reasons and included 2 large electric organs, a piano, a water bed, some pots and pans, older tools, glassware and a variety of items of which were less than memorable.

The inventory was impressive because most of it had little value and I was impressed for a lifetime on what an auctioneer should work hard to avoid selling.

In addition to learning the value of two consigned electric organs weighing over 200 pounds, and moved 3 times with an end result of a no sale, I also learned of the value of kindness and generosity.

The first act of kindness came from Mr. Dunn, who owns Dunn’s Cider Mill near my home. I had been keeping a few bee hives on his property, and he was generous to offer the use of his parking lot for our maiden voyage in the auction industry. I will forever hold a place in mt heart for the Dunn family and the memories that were created there that day.

The next lesson came from an effort to save money on buying tables. I had constructed the saw horse variety using sheets of quarter-inch plywood to display our merchandise. Fifteen minutes before the scheduled start time my wife Aileen noticed an item that needed to be tagged with a seller/lot number. When she placed the items back on the make shift table, the quarter-inch plywood broke in half and like dominoes, all of the tables came crashing to the ground. Did I mention it was 15 minutes before the auction was scheduled to start.

The second act of kindness came from a bidder who I had never met who looked at me and looked at the mess, and simply stated, “well, lets pick it all up.” With that directive, our team and all of the bidders pitched in to set the auction back up. As the Scottish proverb states, Many Hands make light Work. Because it is but little to every one, and because of those many hands we were actually able to start the auction on time.

There were numerous other life lessons  learned that day, including another act of kindness from my good friend Dick Ellis who came to the auction to support me. I know for a fact that he bought a lamp that never made it home, but allowed me to say sold.

It would be an understatement to say that we have come a long way in 10 years.

Life is good, and I am grateful for the acts of kindness and generosity of friends and family, as well as the blessings from My Father in Heaven who guided me to the auction profession.

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Three Different Stories and One Dead Deer.

September 26, 2011

A funny thing happened on the way home one day. I was riding shotgun in a friend’s car back to Fort Stewart Georgia where I was stationed the last 9 months of my time in the US Army.

My friend had just bought a “new to him” BMW and he was very proud of his new ride. It was early in the morning, I was sleeping and was shaken out of my slumber by the sight and sound of a large mass crashing into the windshield and tumbling up and over the car.

My first instinct was that we had hit someone, and immediately my medical training kicked in. As I was waiting for him to come to a complete stop so I could exit the vehicle and assess the patient, my friend started yelling repeatedly, “We hit a deer!”

He pulled over and there was no doubt that the deer was dead and so was his new car. The engine was displaced and every fluid the car had was spilling onto the side of the road.

As I was trying to console my friend who was grieving the loss of his new car, a man in a small truck drove up to see if we needed help. We told him what happened and he offered to drive us to his place of business where he operated a small trucking company and could get us a ride home in one of his trucks.

I mentioned in the beginning that a funny thing happened, and this is where it all began. Of course if you were my friend who lost his new BMW, then there was no humor anywhere in this experience.

Our new friend motioned for us to jump in the back of his truck and as we were climbing in, he asked, “So where is the deer you hit?” We motioned back to the point of impact and he drove back to inspect the animal. When we arrived, we were amazed to see a beautiful 9 point buck. With the exception that the animal was as dead as dead could be, you could hardly tell that he had a run in with a fine Bavarian automobile.

Our new friend then asked us to help him load the deer into the back of the truck, where the three of us rode back to his dispatch office. The whole way there my friend was crying inside and had to stare at the dead deer that had totaled his car.

Once we made it back to the dispatch office, our new friend found us a warm place to sit while we waited for our ride. In the meantime, he started calling his friends on the phone, and we could overhear him telling one after another how he woke up early that morning and decided to go hunting, and how he bagged himself a beautiful 9 point buck.

It was hard not to laugh, and I can assure you, my friend who lost his car was not laughing at all.

To this day, I often wonder if that trucking company halfway between Hinesville and Savannah Georgia still exists, and if it does, is that 9 point buck mounted on the office wall.

This memory of a lifetime is probably a story that gets told on a regular basis by at least three individuals. Me, my friend who lost his car, and the trucking company owner who bagged a 9 point buck one early morning. I would wager that we all tell it just a little different.

This story reminds me of how important it is to remember that we all look at things from our own perspective, and also, if some guy in Georgia shows you a beautiful mount on his wall, he might not be as good of shot as he claims.

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