Hammerin' In the Delta

Hammerin’ in the Delta


Saturday

Now it’s time to say goodbye…

Another week flew past, and honestly, we accomplished a good amount. We have had big groups and small groups, and in recent years, we have had about seven to ten, so getting this much done is gratifying.

I cannot show you the plaque we put up at the end of the week. In recent years, we have gotten into the habit of dropping it all in Andy’s lap, and he starts thinking about maybe late on Thursday, or this year, on Friday, so we all sign something, Andy puts it into a sign, and we bring it down the following year. Last year’s sign got added to the wall about Wednesday or so. So we might have to fight for wall space with those kids from Urbana High School.

We decided that the perfect background for our group picture would be Lorenzo’s new ride. I bring along a pair of folding sawhorses every year, and every year they get used by someone. This year they sat unused until Saturday, when I figured that one of them would make a good tripod for my camera for the group shot. I lined everything up, took a practice shot to make sure the timer was working, lined everyone up, …..and my camera locked up completely. I have no explanation. the camera gods just were not favoring me today. So I lined up my phone, leaned it against the camera that was sitting on the sawhorse, and got a picture of my camera. So we had to resort to computer magic to get everyone in this picture.

This goes to show that you cannot trust what you see and hear, and I did not even have to use AI to do it. (I did on one of the other pictures though. And you would never notice. Scary, huh?)

We made one more stop at Boomland for gas and lunch, but they still did not have any stuff in the expired/discontinued food section and anybody in our group who was inclined to blow things up already has enough stuff on hand to send their personal residence into orbit. So we just ate lunch, which was OK, not bad for road food, and not outrageously priced. This is the restaurant attached to Boomland called Wally’s. It seems that Wally has some taste, as some of the antique items on display are attractive.

The piano has a sign reading “For Display Only,” presumably to discourage any passing tourist from banging out a chorus of God Bless the U.S.A. or something.

And so dear readers, we come to the end of our adventure for another year. Over the years, we have become accustomed to the rhythms of this place, of the ups and downs, the wins and losses, and the progress that comes intermittently, but is progress nonetheless. The people of Tutwiler are our friends and a part of our community. We share with them those gains and disappointments. If you would like a share as well, we have room on the team next year.


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