My wife once sent me the auction of the home of a lady she new. There was an antique trunk that she specifically wanted. For some reason they auctioned the house before they started selling any contents. It was a very nice house and one that we had admired many times. Because the bidding was very sluggish I noted that it was about to sell at a bargain price, so I entered my bid and bought the house.
I went home that day very proud of my purchase. My wife's first question was "Where's the trunk?" More than forty years down the road she still tells me how disappointed she was that I failed to by that trunk.
I went home that day very proud of my purchase. My wife's first question was "Where's the trunk?" More than forty years down the road she still tells me how disappointed she was that I failed to by that trunk.

