Wood Working: We didn't start the fire, but we were avid spectators as it kept burning
A few weeks ago, Ruth and I spent a weekend in Fountain City visiting with probably my oldest friend, Gavin Strand and his wife Connie.
I've known Gavin, a retired educator, since we met in Miss Lentz's third grade classroom at Whitehall Public School. Somehow, we've kept up correspondence even though our paths have diverged.
So on the rare occasions we get together, we reminisce about the good bad old days or the bad good old days or whatever.