Been far busier than normal of late. Leaving for a convention too and will try to give this thread the updates it deserves over next few days.
Considerable legwork went into tracking current owner of a closed (by several years) funeral home. Managed to get inside it - and several surrounding properties. Anticipation made the drive breezy and care free. Hundreds of miles simply clicked away. (Images don't illustrate immense effort put forth to even be in the position of taking them though.) Took a close friend and we secured several buys already so far. Turns out that almost everything is for sale, mainly via offer, a few have prices. The two of us are not done acquiring items yet so no further location details.
Last resident was not just a hoarder but one of those old cat ladies. She fed over 40 daily, some had the run inside, some remained feral. Couple rooms were so acrid with strong ammonia from cat urine that it was difficult to breathe. Feces seemingly were everywhere cats were allowed. Few dead cats about too. Even had 2 day old kittens fall on my head (literally!) from an 8' high beam.
Heaps of unassuming 'stuff'. (Never use word 'junk'.) Hours dissipated in 88 degree heat. For once, I swapped spiders for ticks! Not that brown recluse are an upgrade...
One incredibly cool aspect? Family's history with funeral homes (parlors) dates back to the late 1700s. (Yes, you read that correctly.) Although remaining family is officially out of the funeral business and the latest funeral home started being used last century, we knew that was a high probability of finding much older items.
Which happened.
So much Victorian furniture in wonderful shape. Some impeccable pieces were made in 1830s-1840s. Even found items that originated from large Plantations - also in same family. I'll include a portion as this thread progresses.
Hearse is still in gorgeous shape. Black '89 S&S with a maroon velvet interior. Inadvertently keys were not on site. What's the name for their wavy grain top treatment again?
3 of these little guys initially fell on my head from the back corner behind hearse. I think they were migrating toward my voice from their beam and lost balance. An hour later after hearing more tiny 'mews' and some tricky climbing, 2 more were pulled down. Then later, another. Finally still, repeating process hours later brought down the remaining live one and one (likely) stillborn. Umbilical cords still attached.
Many unsold new caskets. We're still negotiating for all of them and are not far apart. These are but a few.
My friend bought this entire sample vault floor display.
Considerable legwork went into tracking current owner of a closed (by several years) funeral home. Managed to get inside it - and several surrounding properties. Anticipation made the drive breezy and care free. Hundreds of miles simply clicked away. (Images don't illustrate immense effort put forth to even be in the position of taking them though.) Took a close friend and we secured several buys already so far. Turns out that almost everything is for sale, mainly via offer, a few have prices. The two of us are not done acquiring items yet so no further location details.
Last resident was not just a hoarder but one of those old cat ladies. She fed over 40 daily, some had the run inside, some remained feral. Couple rooms were so acrid with strong ammonia from cat urine that it was difficult to breathe. Feces seemingly were everywhere cats were allowed. Few dead cats about too. Even had 2 day old kittens fall on my head (literally!) from an 8' high beam.
Heaps of unassuming 'stuff'. (Never use word 'junk'.) Hours dissipated in 88 degree heat. For once, I swapped spiders for ticks! Not that brown recluse are an upgrade...
One incredibly cool aspect? Family's history with funeral homes (parlors) dates back to the late 1700s. (Yes, you read that correctly.) Although remaining family is officially out of the funeral business and the latest funeral home started being used last century, we knew that was a high probability of finding much older items.
Which happened.
So much Victorian furniture in wonderful shape. Some impeccable pieces were made in 1830s-1840s. Even found items that originated from large Plantations - also in same family. I'll include a portion as this thread progresses.
Hearse is still in gorgeous shape. Black '89 S&S with a maroon velvet interior. Inadvertently keys were not on site. What's the name for their wavy grain top treatment again?
3 of these little guys initially fell on my head from the back corner behind hearse. I think they were migrating toward my voice from their beam and lost balance. An hour later after hearing more tiny 'mews' and some tricky climbing, 2 more were pulled down. Then later, another. Finally still, repeating process hours later brought down the remaining live one and one (likely) stillborn. Umbilical cords still attached.
Many unsold new caskets. We're still negotiating for all of them and are not far apart. These are but a few.
My friend bought this entire sample vault floor display.