Northwood was hopping last Saturday night. A crowd of nearly 40 showed up for the auction at the Congregational Church. That event followed the annual Barbecue Chicken Dinner. That chicken was some tender; I know because I ate one.
It was my pleasure, once again, to serve as auctioneer. Sandy McGann and Russ Eldridge, along with their many helpers, did so much advance organizing that auctioneering was a breeze. Each of the 60-plus items had an index card with the name of the item, donor, description, value and suggested starting bid. I didn’t have to think at all, just put my mind in neutral and ran my mouth. I’m good at that. A few items had a minimum bid – that was awkward. And a few didn’t sell at all. No takers. Oh well, blame the economy.
The Rev. Gail Murphy got the winning bid on a necklace and earring set from Northwood’s favorite jewelry maker and stained glass artist, Susan Pratt-Smith. The other bidder dropped out at $110 saying Gail didn’t have any of Susan’s jewelry yet and the set was a good color for her. (The reverend does have beautiful blue eyes.) How’s an auctioneer supposed to work with people as nice as that? I guess when you’re surrounded by church people you run the risk of inordinate niceness. Many of us Northwood ladies own Susan Pratt-Smith jewelry. We love it! It glows. Mostly she sells it at fancy art galleries and boutiques, but sometimes she’ll sells it at the church fair, and we snap it up like beans.
Charlotte Klaubert and Robin Drown show off the jewelry.
the sit-up exercise machine.
We sold Santa’s elves, but the peace pole didn’t go. A minimum
bid of $350 was too rich for our blood. Still, it’s a beautiful object.
There’s one in front of the church that looks real nice.