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This scribe is royally ticked off this scribe. To explain this sentence, this is my second time typing this. The column was all finished; however, there was a lack of focus and just like bowling and missing your spot (and you know you missed and want the ball back) this scribe put the cursor on the wrong point and clicked.
As soon as the finger pressed “click” on the mouse, this scribe wanted to recover it but it was too late. The ball was already in the gutter. Everything was lost. Now, trying to remember what was in the original is a stretch. Well, there it is.
On Tuesday, September 21, OMOTMs who were not on vacation or visiting in late summer met at the Chuck Wagon Diner in Princetown. It’s a bit abusive to equate a retired OF with being on vacation.
They are retired, where should they go? It is certainly not work for most of them; they are constantly on vacation, but it is nice to get away from it all in different landscapes or to visit friends who live far away. In a sense, these can be viewed as a vacation.
The night before breakfast was Harvest Moon, and many OFs thought they were the only ones going out and having a late night look (some even with binoculars) but they found it there were others, this scribe being one of them. Most of the spectators on the Hill did not have to face the artificial light and had good eyesight.
Around seven o’clock, when the moon had just risen, this scribe thought that the Earth and the moon were going to collide. Other OGs agreed and commented that it looked pretty darn close.
On the way to the Chuck Wagon early Tuesday morning, the moon was still up in the west. OF had the sun and the moon at the same time. “Shine on, Harvest Moon” – it’s a tune for the old folks.
An OG returned from vacation near where he was raised. This OF took his boat with him and went to Lake Anna in Virginia. The OF said it has 275 miles of shoreline made up of rivers, streams and navigable creeks all around the lake. The OF has told everyone it is in the middle of nowhere, and Culpepper, Va. Is the closest town known.
While walking in his boat on the lake one day, the OF decided to go up one of the tributaries. After traveling for some time up this river, he saw on the bank a fairly good sized old hull of a cabin cruiser with “USS Minnow” painted on the stern in large print. The OF said he could almost see the captain chasing Gilligan around the shore.
Another OF has just returned from Maine. It is a state where many OF go, to be at the edge of the ocean. The OF said a lobster meal was on the menu – of course there would be.
The OF said they went to the Maine Diner in Wells, Maine. This place is like the Chuck Wagon (or really any restaurant) except it was extremely busy with usually a queue to enter.
The OF said the lobsters cost him $ 70, and he felt ripped off because the lobsters were so small. “Seventy dollars! The OF said again, but then he said the prices on the coast are getting out of hand for those on a fixed budget. This corresponds well to the OMOTM.
The OF said the next day he went to a lobster pound and ordered two lobsters – one three-pound and one two-pound so he could have real lobster. The OF did not say how much they cost.
One of the OFs said he could understand the increase in the price of lobster and maybe other things; just look at the price of gasoline or diesel. The OF bet cost quite a few dollars just to put fuel in one of those lobster boats.
Speaking of lobster boats, this scribe, who is also OF, has to sneak into a story about lobster boats. This scribe and his wife were in Kennebunkport, Maine, early in the morning, awaiting the arrival of the boat, which takes people out for whale watching.
It was at the Arundel shipyard in Kennebunkport. As he roamed the shipyard, the scribe spotted a lobster whose repairs had just been completed and an older man attempting to write the stern.
At the rate the guy was going, it would take him at least a few days to do it. This scribe watched him for a short while with his shaking hands and the scribe was getting nervous looking at him.
Finally, this scribe told his wife that he was going to do the lettering. The scribe’s wife said, “John, don’t interfere; Also, our whale watching boat may arrive before you are done.
This scribe didn’t listen and walked up to the man painting and asked, “Who owns this boat? The man said “I want it.”
This scribe said, “Give those brushes! And took the brushes out of the guy’s hands. Within 20 minutes the job was done and looked immaculate. This scribe then painted lobsters on each end of the lettering and they looked real from afar anyway.
The gentleman must have thought it was going to cost a fortune and said, “How much is it going to cost?”
This scribe said, “It’s on the house,” returned the brushes and went whale watching.
A definition of an OF is that he is a person who has had many interesting experiences, some of which are true.
The Old Men of the Mountain who made their way to the Chuck Wagon Diner in Princetown, while enjoying the Sky Show at the entrance, were: Miner Stevens, Roger Shafer, Wally Guest, Harold Guest, Robie Osterman, George Washburn, Bill Lichliter, Duncan Bellinger, Joe Rack, Mark Traver, Jake Herzog, Pete Whitbeck, Marty Herzog, Bob Donnelly, Dave Hodgetts, John D and I – and rest in peace, Roger Chapman; enjoy your breakfast in the cloud with all the other OMOTMs waiting for you.
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