I remember visiting the old store, what was the name of that town? My ex and I would stop every time we travelled to Rockport to visit her mother and her mother's seafood restaurant on Bearskin Neck. This was in the mid seventies, fifty years ago. A couple or few years ago, Gary talked me (or I talked myself) into "needing" a bunch of eight gauge Bismuth ammunition just in case I planned a waterfowl trip to the UK in the future. Fat chance for a guy who has trouble just standing for more than five minutes. Get well, Gary.
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