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It is obviously spring, I have to keep this short because I have sap boiling up thar. Made about 1.5 gallons of syrup so far and just starting another batch.
I got an unexpected missive from an unexpected source yesterday: the Mariner's Museum, which employed my late great-uncle Fred Hill long long ago. They have a bunch of his papers there, which someone wants to research but they need permission from a family member to show them to anyone! Uncle Fred died in 1975 and the museum people long ago lost track of his relatives (he had no children as far as I know), but they know how to Google! So they found a post I made years ago on the Mudcat Cafe ( mudcat.org is the best general folk music website there is, for lyrics, information and making new friends) concerning Uncle Fred's interesting dual career--before he worked at the museum, he was, um, a successful rum-runner. Now I guess they know about that too. I emailed the person from the museum and I'm waiting to hear back. Possibly the most surprising e-mail I ever got. I guess I'll have to travel to Newport News and have a look at Fred's papers--I don't know what's so confidential. Maybe there's more family scandal I don't know about. They're pretty good at hiding the dirt, my mom's family anyway. (On my dad's side, it's all rather visible.)
Gotta go check on da boil.
I got an unexpected missive from an unexpected source yesterday: the Mariner's Museum, which employed my late great-uncle Fred Hill long long ago. They have a bunch of his papers there, which someone wants to research but they need permission from a family member to show them to anyone! Uncle Fred died in 1975 and the museum people long ago lost track of his relatives (he had no children as far as I know), but they know how to Google! So they found a post I made years ago on the Mudcat Cafe ( mudcat.org is the best general folk music website there is, for lyrics, information and making new friends) concerning Uncle Fred's interesting dual career--before he worked at the museum, he was, um, a successful rum-runner. Now I guess they know about that too. I emailed the person from the museum and I'm waiting to hear back. Possibly the most surprising e-mail I ever got. I guess I'll have to travel to Newport News and have a look at Fred's papers--I don't know what's so confidential. Maybe there's more family scandal I don't know about. They're pretty good at hiding the dirt, my mom's family anyway. (On my dad's side, it's all rather visible.)
Gotta go check on da boil.