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Years ago I had Boston Whaler 4.6 which I redid, trailer included, in my driveway. Here is one of my days...
On the Driveway in Winter
I lay on the ground ’neath the Boston Whaler, it was on sawhorses and not on the trailer. And what do you think that I held in my hand, why ‘twas my Boston Whaler trailer sailor bailer which I planned to refit and re-bed and re-caulk, you see, because it’s so very important to me. It keeps out the water and empties it too, a really quite clever thing for it to do. I held it in place, looked over it twice and thought to myself, it fits very nice. Then suddenly from the north a great wind blew, the dust started flying and I dropped a screw. The weather turned chill as north weather will do and I did what I did and so would you. I packed up the bailer, I picked up the screw, I covered the Whaler as my cheeks turned blue. I zipped up my jacket and turned up my collar and ran for the house as I started to holler, "I can’t take the chill, this cold wind could kill, I need something finer" and I went to the recliner. Now I’ve eaten my toast and sipped my hot tea, I lean back in the chair and it occurs to me, it’s still early in winter and I’m not a failure just because I’ve not fitted my Boston Whaler trailer sailor bailer.
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