Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Why I like Nye


Pappy and his shop

Carter's Camp


Reason #384: Carter's Camp. The local saloon.... the only watering hole around.




Reason # 385: The Nye Mall. Chipmunks have found my stash of birdfood and this is not good. Now that they have found my deck..... I worry that they will learn how to open the windows. So, I went down to the Trading Post (known as the Nye Mall) to find some container. Didn't see anything. Bill, owner of store with his wife Judy, asked what I was looking for. I told him and he said -- well, if you can mind the store for a few minutes, let me look in the garage. So, I sat down and ran the store. ... he returned in a few minutes with a large metal bucket with lid and gave it to me.


I am sure store owners in Atlanta would let a customer sit with an open cash drawer........


Reason # 386: Pappy. Pappy (he got the name after he married a woman with nine children) runs an automotive shop. He calls all women "Sweetheart," claiming that he can't remember names. He calls me Lee half the time now which warms my heart. I took him a homemade chicken pot pie a few weeks ago and he raved about it. So, I took him another when I went to get my oil changed. I asked him for a piece of paper to write down the cooking instructions. "Sweetheart, I saved that paper just in case you might make me another one."




Reason # 387: The Trading Post again. I was assembling a lamp on my deck and one stupid little nut fell through the planks and I never could find it. Down to the Mall. Found some washers and nuts but nothing to fit. Bill went off to his house and returned with just the right size nut and allowed as how I could come look at his nuts any time.
Reason #388: neighbors. Tom Wolfe and Lane Davis rode up on horses this afternoon as I was messing around with the home improvement project (turning room above garage into bunkroom). They looked around the garage and asked if I needed help getting the mattresses up the stairs. HECK YEAH. So, they took 2 mattresses and 2 box springs up the stairs for me. Got on the horses and rode off.





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