August 26, 2002 - "One Man's Trash, Another Man's Treasures"

If you can't stand the clutter in your kid's room, you probably want to avoid this house in Plaquemine at all costs.

Clyde Loubiere turns the crank on an old wind-up Victrola. "It worked the last time I played it," he says. "It ought to be alright. You've got to have a good needle."

Music starts to pour from the aging speaker. "Now, for your volume control, you open the doors." With a wind-up Victrola as his pride and joy, Clyde Loubiere of course has a "Singer." He even has an old hand-cranked portable sewing machine from a long forgotten age. In fact, it's hard to imagine anything that Clyde doesn't have stored in his old house.

"I used to collect certain things, but now I've got to where I collect everything." He points to an old console model radio. "I used to listen to Amos and Andy with this radio right here."

You can't walk through the place without stumbling across old radios from the '20s, '30s, '40s, TV sets from the '50s and before, antique coffee pots, an ancient typewriter -- just wall-to-wall, floor-to-ceiling stuff. "

I say why pass all these good nice pieces of stuff up," says Clyde. "So I started bringing it all home. You get addicted to it, you know."

Clyde has owned the old house for close to 40 years, and it looks like he has spent every second of that time filling it with wonders to prove "One man's trash is another man's treasure."

The old house dates back to 1887, and attracts frequent tourists who want to photograph the outside. But only a privileged few get invited in for a tour.