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Good morning Free. I love Vermont. It's one of the prettiest states. But, I have to relate our Vermont experience back in the early 80s. The band booked a gig at a Holiday Inn in White River Junction for a two week run. Wow! Two whole weeks without having to drive 500 miles! The Inn owned a house where they stashed the bands, probably to keep them from trashing the inn. So, a house, a frig, two weeks. Time to go grocery shopping and stock up on all kinds of goodies to eat for those two weeks. Six band members me and the kid (son about 12, fiddle player). Things went pretty well for the first week. At the end of that week the manager of the club decided that we were not pulling enough crowd and canned our second week. One day to remove ourselves from the house. What to do with all that food in the frig for the second week? Eat it of course. One whole evening dedicated to consuming a week's worth of food. Gorging ourselves on pizza, bologna, cheese, ham, chips and pop. Groan......(p)To top off that experience, as we were driving through White River Junction with our trailer that advertized Lower Forty Grass, some pothead comes up to the window at a red light and says, "Hey man, want to sell some that grass?" Well, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Hi Freezie! Thanks for posting that precious "Make a wish" calendar page.

This is MY wish.......that I had some maple syrup! I have pancake mix and NO syrup! Story of my life. LOL.