I mentioned previously that his parents live across the street from a lumber yard / hardware store.
So this evening we were sitting in the room at the front of the house, reading and chatting, when we see a pickup pull into the place. This is maybe around 7:30pm; the place closes at 5pm. This guy gets out and starts loading wood into the back of his truck!
Incredulous, we sit there watching. Finally he asks for the phone and calls 911 to report the apparent theft. As he is reporting it the guy finishes his business and drives off - we watch which direction and he reports it to the police. He hears the policeman on the phone giving the details over the radio. So far, a few hours later, nothing more has come of it. As far as we know, the perp is still at large. But all this excitement has worn the old guy out.
I suppose, too, it could be running around, sizing and hanging a blind, finding that the ceiling above where he replaced a light fixture leaked from the storm last night and getting and placing a blue tarp on the roof, and finally, diagnosing and replacing a kitchen GFI outlet might have contributed. But no, I think its age.
Did I mention that his two brothers and a nephew are driving up tonight from southern Maine? And his younger sister from Florida is flying in tomorrow? And another sister and niece are driving from northern Maine tomorrow? And we're all going to dinner tomorrow? Guess our departure on Saturday isn't going to arrive too early!
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