Auto Man has returned from The Sunshine State. I saw him this morning.
Every year he and his wife head south for the winter and return when the leaves are back on the trees. He fixes cars in the garage behind his house, just down the street from Fuddsy.
After he repairs them, he parks the autos on his front lawn with For Sale signs in their windows.
He's a nice guy, skinny as a rock star and always glad to see me.
I saw him this morning tooling down the street in his hot rod, a hoodless black Ford pickup with a tiny cargo bay and a chrome engine and exhaust pipes that hang over the fenders
I waved as he passed by. He waved back, but he didn't sound his "aoogah" horn.
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- Townie was a world class commuter. Each weekday he drove 100 miles back and forth to the city like a masochistic moth drawn to a flame. He watched brake lights blink until his eyes watered, listened to radio traffic reports until his ears bled and learned to shift lanes quicker than a stock car racer. And then he stopped. He turned his back on the interstate, settled in a cottage by a river and sought a sense of community for the first time since childhood. He embraced life as a husband, father and surburbanite. Like an alien who comes in peace, he keeps an open mind while dealing with Boy Scouts, youth league sports, parent teacher organizations and the other arcane aspects of small town life.
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"Thumbs down to the huge display of Spongebob as soon as we enter Walmart! That cartoon is now alowed to be watched in many of our homes and it is in poor taste to push it on the children..." -Hudson-Litchfield News
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