July 8, 2020
An old friend stopped in last week when I was out of the office, and I wish I would have been there. He stayed and visited for about an hour, Mrs. Me said, with his daughter who was chauffeur for the day. I didn’t get to see him, and hopefully he will come back someday when I am there, but I did instantly remember some of his stories.
I remember the year he decided to build a waterfall along his driveway in Melrose. The story goes, as he told it, he had purchased a rather large pump...