The Clock On The House On Main Street

I stopped this morning on my way home from the cemetery to take a photo of the clock on the house on Main St. The woman who lives there is the mother of a girl I went to elementary school with. (Who slapped me in grade two.) The clock has been there for as long as I can remember. It once said REYNOLDS ALUMINUM around the top and bottom of it, but that part is gone. I remember too that the family once owned a black Newfoundland dog, which was the largest animal I had ever seen. It lumbered about the backyard as carefree as a butterfly.

The clock has been there for as long as I can remember.

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