i love “Lucy” (I think my dad does, too.)
Remember that rusty old pearl I got for Valentine’s Day? Well look at “Lucy” now. In case you missed the story of how this gem was unearthed, catch up here.
After 25 years of being buried deep in the garage of a Paradise Hills pack rat, this Golding Pearl No. 11 finally got a new pair of shoes. Once we started the process of getting to her, there was no turning back. And when she finally emerged into the light of day, while others would have frowned and turned away, I saw all the potential that she could become. I had to leave town and after two weeks of being away, my dad and uncle managed to strip all the nasty off of her and give Lucy a new coat. Then I had to leave for Seattle, so sadly, I had to part with her again. In the two months I was gone, my dad had managed to outfit her with a new feed/delivery board (with a secret compartment), a cabinet door, and some new wheels. So not only is she polished and new again, but now Lucy is mobile. She and I have a lot of catching up to do. I love Lucy. (I think my dad does, too.)















