In the South
Atlanta really felt like we were in the deep south, especially at the auction. All the security guards had guns; some had their pistols in the holsters with the hammers cocked. I knew it was my kinda place. I love guns and weapons. I noticed a few of the bidders would nudge Mark to the side; it was an aggressive auction. The auctioneer was straight-forward …no funny business. They even held a prayer meeting before the start of the auction, something I have never seen at an auction. I knew there was something to be found, that’s why I was so happy about the WW2 trunks. Overall, people were very friendly but they did not let us forget we were in the South and that we were Yankees…
– Billy Leroy
