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The Night of the Broom
Many years ago, a man who shall remain nameless used to drive around with several shovels, and a broom standing in a rack in the back of his pickup. I really have no idea why, I can only assume it was a target for some mischievous young lads. I really can’t think of any other reason.
Of course, lads being what they are, enterprising and all, accepted the target and made plans to do something about it. Not bad at heart though, they didn’t plan any destruction or damage. They just realized that a mop was a much more suitable thing to have in the rack than a broom.
There being an old mop laying near the old, and at the time closed down, Cormack/Island Lounge on Elliott’s Cove Road, they considered that a suitable replacement.
One dark night, those lads, with perhaps some liquid persuasion, proceeded to carry out their plan, driving to a community some distance from their own, and staking out the scene. Parking off at a distance, some of the lads proceeded to sneak through tall grass and approach the truck in question. Replacement of the broom ensued, and much hilarity was had.
Of course all this is hearsay…. But I wonder whatever became of the broom?
Raised in outport Newfoundland in a town of 65 people, I pursued a post secondary diploma in Information Technology right out of High School.
I’ve always been a geek at heart, but yet I love the rural life I grew up with. Fishing, hunting, camping and the great outdoors are still loves of mine, even if I don’t pursue them as often as I once did. Sports were always a big part of our lives, and I played many (badly) and loved them all.
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Hahaha that’s a great story. Maybe the broom ended up in a museum somewhere lol