Turns out they had just gotten married and were looking to score a piece of country music history. But, really, what kind of insight was I going to get on Cash by watching well-to-do fans bid on one pair after another of his cowboy boots? I considered leaving.īefore I could push my chair back, a handsome middle-aged couple came in, practically breathless, and sat down next to me. Bidders were well prepared, having scoured the catalog and toured in advance the de facto museum exhibition of Cash artifacts that Sotheby’s had hosted over the last several weeks. The cavernous, half-empty auction hall reminded me of a federal courtroom just before the start of a trial. As an early career historian, working at a public university in the most expensive city in America, I could never hope to afford to take home a prized country music artifact. The only time I’ve ever set foot in a high-end auction house was to see the estate of Johnny Cash and June Carter Cash sold off in 2004 at Sotheby’s.
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