12.03.2008

Grandpa's Gimmicks












What you miss when you don't get home for Thanksgiving...

Apparently, my grandpa up in the Town of Green Bay created this allegory of a Longfellow poem in his front yard, the latest in a long and colorful line of gimmicks. I'm guessing he and Grandma recited the poem as children in the one-room school down the road, across the road from the church and the tavern.

He's like a blogger, really. In slow motion. And 3D. Always with a sense of humor.