Tom Sawyer Lives Again

As I addressed the deck with white wood stain and a large brush in the 90 degree heat, my mind wandered (it does that sort of thing) to Tom Sawyer and his bucket of whitewash and long-handled brush. Unlike Tom I sought no dupe, simply relaxing into the rhythm of the application and appreciating the restoration of bright white to the weathered wood.

Would I, like Tom of yore, have been sanguine about such a task on a hot summer’s day when I was his age? I seem to recollect being put on the end of a paint scraper, but not trusted with application. I suspect whitewashing would have been preferable to the stoop labor of weeding the garden as being the youngest family member and “closest to the ground.” Good question.

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