Stop in for a cup of coffee
To answer Scamper's post earlier, I got another garage art sign today. :D
This one is in honor of my grandfather (my dad's father) who used to tear-azz around the back roads of southern New England on his 1936 Indian Scout motorcycle (much to the dismay of my grandmother) and used it to commute to the Portsmouth NH Naval Base where he did the electrical wiring on submarines being built during WWII. I remember seeing it all rusted and covered in dust sitting in the back of his barn when I was a little kid.
To answer Scamper's post earlier, I got another garage art sign today. :D
This one is in honor of my grandfather (my dad's father) who used to tear-azz around the back roads of southern New England on his 1936 Indian Scout motorcycle (much to the dismay of my grandmother) and used it to commute to the Portsmouth NH Naval Base where he did the electrical wiring on submarines being built during WWII. I remember seeing it all rusted and covered in dust sitting in the back of his barn when I was a little kid.