Halloween. At least, it is at work. A pretty good percentage of us showed up in costume since the school for the physically and mentally challenged kids up the road from us come by to Trick or Treat at lunch. In the five years I've been here, I've come as an Olympic medalist, a geisha, a medieval bar maid - all decent enough. The year I came as a geisha people walked past my door and did a double take, which is great for a store-bought costume. This year people are a bit puzzled when they see me - the orange satin is throwing them a bit, and they assume I have something to do with UT. But no, although I am a closet UT fan, today I'm representing the Tennessee state object - the ubiquitous orange construction barrel. And I'm having a blast :)
Like a bad penny.... We used to scuba dive as our hobby, a hobby which eventually led to the procurement/construction of a small dive trailer to haul four sets of gear and four cylinders. It was a simple but elegant design - a box on a single axle frame, with the beginnings of a mural painted on both sides, and dive flags at either end. The kids had helped paint it, with Stephen taking special pains with the sharks. When we moved to Nashville, we sold it. We didn't dive as often, and we had no place to store it. Nearly ten years have passed since that October in '99 when we came up here, and I hadn't thought much about the trailer. I thought I had seen it the last time we went to Greenfield, but I wasn't sure. Then Saturday my mother-in-law called to say the neighbor across the street had our trailer for sale. The neighbor was asking a certain price, and we offered a little less. She called back later to say it was ours for the picking up. Sunday we made the trip to fet...
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