Wow, a pretty robust day of inspired prose by all. I read through everyone’s posts and decided the big winner was the HPF discussion.
I enjoyed Doc’s Hofner Bass family account, traveling down Dave Clark’s Lane (or whichever band you guys were talking about), but most of all, ‘Dog’s best effort to figure out my Hangman-like unfinished message.
Yep, this week school has crept back into what’s been a pretty mellow summer, as our admin is right now determining whether or not to literally pack up the entire three-class fifth grade (desks and all) and ship us to the middle/high school building until further notice beginning in August.
It’s in the planning stages only, but they need to thin the herd at the elementary in order to increase social distancing. One class would be a fitness room, one in a study hall, and we think the third class in one of their gyms. Science experiments will take on a whole new vibe! We were told it may be temporary or for as long as is needed.
My concern is we’re gonna start out together for a month or two and then have to shut down and go back to distance learning. Oh, it’s gonna be interesting!
Finally, being the staff working at school will be labeled essential workers, I’m leaving my basses to Polish Thunder because he’s the only one of you who can play them. RR gets my little red loaf of bread because he needs it; Doc gets both VOX amps so they he may continue his building-blocks project, GP snags the new Rumble 115 cab to go with his 200c; Lady M scores my Ampeg + so she can add another sweet combo behind her backside for practice; G’Dog picks up the Stage 800 for all I’ve put him through the past fifty years; the Rumble 100 will auctioned off to the bidder closest to 100, but I’m taking the Terror Bass with me in case George Harrison wants to jam. Don’t worry, I’ll find my own cab...
Good night, all!
