At Hunt’s Community in Nashua, we laughed our bums off. Yup, all bum-free now. My favorite story was about Merle Straw, who often went to Guilford, Maine, to visit his grandparents. Merle and Grampa went fishing one morning. They got hungry and went directly from the trout stream where they were fishing to a local restaurant.
Setting down to lunch, Merle said to Grampa, “Why don’t you take your hat off?”
Grampa did. And there plastered to his bald head were three short trout. He’d hidden them in his hat and, evidently, forgot.
Now that’s a pitcha!
Setting down to lunch, Merle said to Grampa, “Why don’t you take your hat off?”
Grampa did. And there plastered to his bald head were three short trout. He’d hidden them in his hat and, evidently, forgot.
Now that’s a pitcha!




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