. . . the church auctioned off the house for a dollar to anyone who would move it off the property, and they did; floated it down the bayou to the other side . . . what I pulled out from under leaf litter a foot thick, amidst a scattering of massive iron hooks, levers and free weights, was the arm of a 1910 farm scale, its wooden cabinet long rotted to dust, abandoned since my great great uncle died in 1942.