[ bird caws ] im jamie colby, thrilled to be on my latest adventure, here in San Francisco. The woman at the heart of this story also loved to travel and took home the smallest of souvenirs from every place she visited. Those tiny keepsakes could add up to abigpayday for her heirs. My name is lise mousel. For over half a century, my glamorous aunt naomi traveled the world in style. She always had a surprise for us, but the biggest one came after she passed away. [ knock on door ] i want to know more about those surprises, so i meet lise and her mother, carol, at the condo where aunt naomi lived for more than 30 years. Lise now calls the place home. Oh, i love the way its decorated minimalist. It wasnt always true, when naomi was here. Really . Yes, there was stuff everywhere. There was furniture and there were antiquities, and then there were the beads. Beads everywhere. Beads . Beads. Naomi lindstroms story begins in a tiny logging town in british columbia, canada, where shes born in
Pulling into le mars, iowa. Its a short distance from sioux city. Im about to meet a family thats farmed this land for generations and learn about a very strange inheritance. My name is roma lancaster. After my dad passed away, we knew that there would be a lot of things that would have to be sorted out and gone through on the farm. Romas father, dave hawkins, has deep roots in this part of iowa, going back more than a century. My fathers ancestors immigrated to the United States in late 1800s. They moved westward with the expansion of the railroad, and my grandfather, my dads father, albert hawkins, farmed just south of here, about a mile. Dave hawkins grew up hearing stories of his ancestors plowing this land behind a team of horses. As a young farmer in the 1950s, just out of school, dave spots a tractor rusting in the weeds. It sparks his imagination. The 1920 9d is the tractor that belonged to my grandfather. Thats what got my dad into the collecting again was when he restored tha
Its a short distance from sioux city. Im about to meet a family thats farmed this land for generations and learn about a very strange inheritance. My name is roma lancaster. After my dad passed away, we knew that there would be a lot of things that would have to be sorted out and gone through on the farm. Romas father, dave hawkins, has deep roots in this part of iowa, going back more than a century. My fathers ancestors immigrated to the United States in late 1800s. They moved westward with the expansion of the railroad, and my grandfather, my dads father, albert hawkins, farmed just south of here, about a mile. Dave hawkins grew up hearing stories of his ancestors plowing this land behind a team of horses. As a young farmer in the 1950s, just out of school, dave spots a tractor rusting in the weeds. It sparks his imagination. The 1920 9d is the tractor that belonged to my grandfather. Thats what got my dad into the collecting again was when he restored that tractor that had originall
Pulling into le mars, iowa. Its a short distance from sioux city. Im about to meet a family thats farmed this land for generations and learn about a very strange inheritance. My name is roma lancaster. After my dad passed away, we knew that there would be a lot of things that would have to be sorted out and gone through on the farm. Romas father, dave hawkins, has deep roots in this part of iowa, going back more than a century. My fathers ancestors immigrated to the United States in late 1800s. They moved westward with the expansion of the railroad, and my grandfather, my dads father, albert hawkins, farmed just south of here, about a mile. Dave hawkins grew up hearing stories of his ancestors plowing this land behind a team of horses. As a young farmer in the 1950s, just out of school, dave spots a tractor rusting in the weeds. It sparks his imagination. The 1920 9d is the tractor that belonged to my grandfather. Thats what got my dad into the collecting again was when he restored tha
Pulling into le mars, iowa. Its a short distance from sioux city. Im about to meet a family thats farmed this land for generations and learn about a very strange inheritance. My name is roma lancaster. After my dad passed away, we knew that there would be a lot of things that would have to be sorted out and gone through on the farm. Romas father, dave hawkins, has deep roots in this part of iowa, going back more than a century. My fathers ancestors immigrated to the United States in late 1800s. They moved westward with the expansion of the railroad, and my grandfather, my dads father, albert hawkins, farmed just south of here, about a mile. Dave hawkins grew up hearing stories of his ancestors plowing this land behind a team of horses. As a young farmer in the 1950s, just out of school, dave spots a tractor rusting in the weeds. It sparks his imagination. The 1920 9d is the tractor that belonged to my grandfather. Thats what got my dad into the collecting again was when he restored tha