tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4984451716096745969.post5147673821423758322..comments2024-01-08T22:42:39.614-08:00Comments on middle voice: cheerwineCatherine Jones McClarinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02734990920412434338noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4984451716096745969.post-20802433469283677112010-03-15T10:08:37.127-07:002010-03-15T10:08:37.127-07:00The "lake" at Pfeiffer, which was nothin...The "lake" at Pfeiffer, which was nothing more than a pond, really, and its stone pavillion. Playing guitar and singing with Cat and Waverly. <br /><br />Did you know that me and some of my buds grabbed an upperclassman's boat trailer by its tongue, pulled the boat clean across campus by the dark of night past the security officer's house as he sat in his living room watching TV, and launched it on that pond! <br /><br />"First Stop" and John's Tavern, Pat and Mick's, Morrow Mountain, good gawd y'all!Prancingdawgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4984451716096745969.post-22067829087234711962010-03-14T18:20:49.437-07:002010-03-14T18:20:49.437-07:00He used to order my cheeseburger basket for me. :-...He used to order my cheeseburger basket for me. :-)Catherine Jones McClarinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02734990920412434338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4984451716096745969.post-91883771679958614252010-03-14T18:05:07.484-07:002010-03-14T18:05:07.484-07:00Munchkin. I remember walking across the parking l...Munchkin. I remember walking across the parking lot at John's, Munch looking out the big plate glass window, seeing that there were 3 (or 4 , or 5, or just me), and pouring up a pitcher with however many glasses, sitting on the bar as I walked through the door. Thanks Munch. The first place I was ever a regular. One of the nicest feelings there is; being an insider.<br /><br />Cheerwine at Pat and Mick's Fish Camp.<br /><br />Thanks Cat.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18165575264260592529noreply@blogger.com