I went to Lincoln yesterday. Harold had to go to his school to unlock some door that only he had a key to, and we tagged along.
Along the way, we stopped at a weird pizza place. It was full of farmers. They were full-blown, cap-wearing, dust-covered, leathery-skinned farmers. And it was in the middle of nowhere. But they had delicious pizza. And what’s more, they had Dorothy Lynch dressing!
Harold’s school is undergoing HUGE renovations. He gave us a tour. The most amazing thing is his new wrestling room. It’s gorgeous! But before I show the new wrestling room, let me show the old one:
OLD
NEW
Holy Moly! That is gorgeous – I can’t look away from it!
How did they wrestle in the old place without cracking their heads on one of those poles? Wow. Will this room be just for wrestling or also rented out for parties? Just asking….
As gorgeous as the new wrestling room is, without mats anywhere won’t everyone come away with cracked noggins? Nice, shiny floor, though…[“note to self: clean kitchen floor when you get home.”]
Your description of honest-to-goodness farmers all dining together reminds me of one of my first impressions of South County St. Louis when I arrived for my first Call back in late summer, ’76 (that’s 19 76, wise guys!): open-bed trucks with big tires roaring up and down Lindbergh Blvd and all seeming to be playing country music – “We’re not in Bawlmer anymore!” But ah, the gooey butter cake – made up for all the overalls and pieces of straw sticking out of teeth.
That’s a major change to the room. Did they knock out the floor above to raise the ceiling?
It’s a completely new building. They will demolish the building the old wrestling room is in sometime next year.
It’s a hunormous building project – YAy for new spaces! 🙂
At first I thought your title was referring to the farmers vs. your group.
When I was growing up, my neighbor used to always use the phrase: Old as the hills and twice as dusty. (I use it sometimes)
Congrats. Harold on the new room!