Take Engines is the cutesy phrase I've been using for 10e's
woodsy/preppy posts; a reference to a
certain book that has been reissued recently, but you got that right?
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Long/short: attended church to celebrate the 80th birthday of a local legend in Peru, VT -the mostly retired JP Kermit Reilly. Woodsy (the term I co-opted above) is his term; meaning "not living in town". If the halfstarved, barefoot kids at the rural 1-room schoolhouse are calling
you woodsy, then times must really be tough. He compared his forceps assisted birth in 1930 to pulling a block of ice out of the frozen mill pond. He has a million other pearls like that. Absolute gem of a man.
The church was packed.
Sis snapped the above, and a lot going on in the background but just resurrected this muted madras jacket (old Pops number) and it is ftw. The old boy in seersucker ahead had blue/white topsiders down below -fantastic. Others rocked Sunday SOP khakis/oxford etc. Wilbur goes hi/lo with
personalized steel buckle. The prelude was "Feed the Birds" and the first hymn was "I'll Fly Away" -cue waterworks...
Rest of the w/e was spent feeding animals, fishing, and a lobster feast to visit w/
Uncle Bob.
The blueberries were picked that morning. Not bad...
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