My dead aunt’s dead Toyota leaves the premises! That’s Freddie, of course, whom I took an instant liking to. Freddie talks like no one I have ever met before, and I have been around. One could easily feel at home here up in backwoods Maine. Not for the mosquitoes, but the people. Freddie doesn’t know it, but he made a friend.
[Actually, that might not be Freddie, I just assumed he was. But he’ll always be Freddie to me!]
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-so sad,Prof John. RIP Freddie .
BTW my ’96 exploder goes by Eddie…& the Ranger is BigBadBluie
cheers
But Freddie is still with us, dar. I take it you don’t think he’s being safe?
I like the way Freddie’s attention is concentrated on the job at hand. That Toyota ain’t gonna get away on his watch! A beard, a gut and a ballcap makes it all about perfect. Freddie, I proclaim you a good ol’ boy, Maine-style.
I like Freddie! Nice to find a local who looks crazier than I do.
This photo is actually Billy, Freddie’s son. I have lived down the street from them most of my life. Sadly Freddie passed away years ago and his son Billy took over the family business. Just like his dad, Billy gets the job done for a fair price and with friendly banter. Like father, like son Great people
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