Monday, September 15, 2014

Gone Fishing!

When my father owned a garage (in the 1940s) we lived upstairs, in a small apartment on the second floor. He worked long hours, but he was expected to be "on call" the rest of the time. I remember my mother's annoyance as customers, wanting to buy gas when we were having supper, would yell upstairs: Could you just come down for a minute? I need some gas...

(I wonder if this still happens, if your home is right next to your work...)


This sign - that I saw in quiet St. Andrews By-the-Sea, New Brunswick is the opposite extreme!

















But I guess, if you live in a waterfront town, some days you might just want to go fishing!

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