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Taking the road less traveled.

By The Armorer on December 27, 2005 | | Comments (2)

As a youngster, I'd have done the same.

Now... I'd take the tea and cookies.

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By cw4(ret)billt on December 27, 2005 4:26 PM
She didn't want any truck with tea ("That's for fancy people..."), so I stayed for coffee and cookies. And it was *me* that was cold, having gone through the ice and blessing the forethought that made me carry a hockey stick whenever I went skating, even if it wasn't to play hockey. I read letters from a Union soldier who never made it back from Chancellorsville. I met a raccoon that avoided people but wasn't averse to begging a piece of cookie from a ten-year old. I learned how to keep a coal fire going in a Franklin stove. And I learned that if I looked into her window and didn't see the lamp burning, she'd take it kindly if I were to notify the doctor. On the day I didn't see the lamp burning, the raccoon met me at the door and didn't beg for a cookie...
 
By Jon The Mechanic on December 28, 2005 11:29 AM
It is amazing how we sometimes look back at the past and see the history that we missed for one reason or another, then wish that we could go back and have a redo on that day.