Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Scouts honor, these are the Happy Scampers

There was some kind of mix-up earlier as to the true ownership of the new Scamp on Abbey Point. Sorry. Turns out there was no sniper fire either. It was the intern who was responsible.
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New grandparents, Tom and Sandy Story, who share the other half of our duplex, have yet another baby. They ordered it last fall from the factory in Backus, Minnesota, and took delivery Saturday. It is sort of a fiberglas version of an Air-stream, weighs only 1,500 pounds (unloaded) including air-conditioner and 3/4 bath. It sleeps as many as five people who really like each other.

Stan and Kathleen got a tour and used the words "cute" and "wow" a lot.

Tom and Sandy aren't sure exactly what their immediate travels plans are just now, but he laughs that his goal is to tether it once in every state park in Minnesota.
Don't Come A-knockin'. . .
It stood proud in the driveway at first, inspiring neighbors to drop by with clever remarks about "senior housing," "road warriors," "dog house for Tom," and unbloggable trailer culture quotes.

Tom loves to drive (he's an occasional tour bus operator... a favorite with blue-haired ladies and WW II vets) and party hard. Sandy is the ever-faithful good sport who admits it took a while, but now she's adjusted to the whole idea of driving around with her house and groceries trailing behind.

Yesterday, Tom stored the Scamp in the undisclosed location they've rented, triggering a communal sigh of relief and the cancellation of the emergency meeting of the Abbey Point Neighborhood Protective Association.
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