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April 12 2008
Well gang, it’s been almost three months since we received a report from the Range and Clubhouse committees. And things are looking good.
Phillip T. Lucre, as always, is putting up most of the cash for the refurbishing. But new coolers for the walk in coolers, just showed up on the site the other day, and no one wants to take credit for them.
Just like the new flat screened TV’s for the five outhouses were discovered nicely installed in the outhouses. No hint of where they came from either.
All the pests and varmints that had made the clubhouse their home are all gone, and a note with a phone number from a taxidermist wants details on how we would like to have the mountain lion mounted. He’s a six and a half footer head to tail, it can be ready by June, and there’s no charge for that either.
Now that’s one helluva pest control outfit. Once again, they don’t want their name mentioned.
The plumber working on the clubhouse has installed an elaborate lady’s room facility. Eight stalls, the wall over the sinks is one great big mirror, and there is a coke a cola and beer dispenser for the occasional extended conversation.
It seems that the plumber’s wife had a word of two to say about that.
The aviation fuel tanks have been pumped out and thoroughly cleaned, and the landing strip itself has been given the O.K. by the engineers to handle a B-29 fully loaded with beer. That’s if the Confederate Air Force should like to fly one in. Like in the old days.
New targets are being cut out of inch thick steel plate for the anti-tank gun range by a Houston metal sculptor.
He says he wants to have tank silhouettes from all ages represented, including a couple of Hannibal’s elephants. Boy, you wouldn’t want to be the guy that misses an elephant. It just wouldn’t sound right in the telling, you know?
Anyway, both committees are confident that with a lot of hard work and a little bit of luck we can have a gathering by July 4th 2008.
People at club headquarters are already walking with a little more spring in their step, and grinning like fools.
Maybe we’ll actually get it together this time gang.
Till next week
Helga Biermeister
Secretary