Today I went over to an auction with my good friend. We were chasing a 221"Featherlight" at an estate auction. In truth, it was a later model, white , Feather weight and it went for way too much money. I never even had a chance to bid. A "wheeler dealer" was fighting it out with a local woman who really, really, wanted it. She got it. And Betsy and I got a van load of stuff, but no sewing machines. This could be the start of something new and dangerous. Auction mania.