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THE HONEY WAGON

We had the annual visit from Hammer Pumping today.

They come to see us and, at the same time, to remove the years 'leavings' from the cesspool.

Franklin and I look forward to the event.

The guys who visit are always interesting talkers. Maybe you have to be good at diverting conversation for this job.

For a couple of years now our pump guy has been Tim.

He hooks up, lowers the hose into the deep and makes small talk which, in his case, is large.

Or, if you don't have a topic to offer, Tim is OK on just letting the hose suck it up.

It takes about 15 minutes.

A thousand gallons. Low this year. It has been as high as fifteen hundred.

I theorize that it has to do with runoff; wet years, dry years.

It may also be that we are more full of it in some years than others.

Whatever.

The best part is when you give Tim his check (discounted for some arcane reason every year running—this year is about there was a load on there anyways) he signs the receipt and enters 'tanks a lot'.

OK.