Some time ago, Grandmother’s brother in Minnesota, Ron, said the snow was so deep that winter that he thought he might need a pogo stick to get around.
So, Grandfather decided to properly equip him and bought an old snowshoe, on top of which he mounted a hollow wooden tower with thumbscrews projecting into it, for attaching it to a pogo stick. He put a lifetime guarantee label on it and sent it to Ron, with a return address to Ron’s son-in-law, who owned a local hardware store.
Well, the origin of that enterprise was supposed to remain a mystery but, unfortunately, Grandfather made the shipping box by turning another old box inside-out and neglected to remove its shipping label, now inside, addressed to him.
Exposed! Damn!
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Original oil painting by: Grandfather’s wife
Grandfather talked to Ron on the telephone a few days ago and Ron said he still had the snowshoe and had tried it out in the summertime.
Ron is old like Grandfather and would do such things like riding a pogo stick with a snowshoe on it in the summertime.
I wonder what something like this would fetch on ebay? If you’ve ever been there you’d know there is a market for everything.
Robert, It’s been awhile but I probably bought that old snowshoe on eBay!
Don’t remember what I paid for it, though.
LOL! Figures!
Yep. Prices on old snowshoes are not exactly memory stimulators …
lol Thanks for the laugh today.
You’re welcomw, Bill.