It was the two years in Massachusetts
After living two years among the Pilgrims in Massachusetts. My mind was forever warped.
I really don't go around playing practical jokes. I get as many played on me.
The one with the firewood was totally spontaneous. A flipped remark by me taken serious by a city slicker.
"My firewood burns too fast." "Well, why don't you water it down."
Nothing planned just a flipped remark taken serious.
My wife, who rarely raises her voice; Lecture me and lectured me on that one. "Those people could have froze to death, that poor little baby, etc." I felt bad.
Keith
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