Ken
Ken
I had put in a new clothes drier in my house but it had been vented into a laundry sink. To survive when drying, I had to open all the windows and doors to let out the steam. Something had to be done and I called for help. Ken appeared. As he pulled into my driveway and strode to the rear of his truck, he began taking gear out of the back. He was a wonderful looking man with a ruddy face. You had to love him with his great smile.
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This page contains photos and stories being gathered for my book on Vermont.

Jackie Mason’s story can be found in this post

The Massachusetts Barn and  Ken can be found in this post.

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