Thorncrest Village ~ The Early Days

The Smoking Fort

Since Richard and I couldn’t smoke at home, we had to find a place we could smoke in private. What better place than a tree line that sat between two hay fields. It was definitely private, close to our homes and the village club house and there was lots of hay for us to be comfortable. We, of course, did think out the possible challenges, you know, dry hay and lite cigarettes. You are probably thinking right now, “are you kidding”! Alas no, the inevitable happened. The fort caught on fire. Like honest little boys, we rushed to the club house to tell them there was a fire in the hay field. The fire department (likely volunteers) were called and came, siren blaring. Richard and I waited patiently for them to arrive and even offered to help put out the fire. The foremen, politely, told “no thanks” and suggested we go home. I’m not sure if they figured out that we had started the fire (they probably did), but they could have proved anything, because the “evidence” had burned with the fire!

 

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