Single Malts - and other odd Musings




This lovely oak towers over the house on Main Street in the town of North East that used to belong to the gentleman that owned the movie theater - now long gone.  And what is amazing to me is that it was planted there long after I had grown into manhood.  As a kid I can remember a towering White Pine that dominated the town and could be seen from miles around.  Sure and time sees all changes.

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