BY GEORGE … MAYBE?
I always laugh at people who see things that aren’t, and try to convince others that they see them, too. You know, like the face of Jesus on a grilled cheese sandwich and the latest one a bird poop splat on a car windshield that supposedly looks like Michael Jackson.
Balderdash, I say! Because my family has long owned a rock that is shaped in the image of George Washington. My mother found said rock on the family picnic I wrote about a couple of days ago. No, it wasn’t the rock that hit me in the head, but another rock from the same stream bed. And she was convinced the rock looked like the profile of George Washington.
I don’t know about George Washington, because I alway thought it was closer to New Hampshire’s Old Man Of the Mountain as also seen on a quarter …
… and a postage stamp.
Well, up until 2003 when he fell off the mountain.
Well, that’s my family’s heritage, and I’m not trying to sell it or anything … unless someone would like to make me an offer.
Posted on August 16, 2012, in MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING! and tagged George Washington, Old Man Of The Mountain, profile rock. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
... a somewhat unknown or perhaps imaginary actor, writer, director, producer, photographer, friend, brother, uncle and all round good fellow that you really should get to know because he lives with that most glamorous fourpaw Mademoiselle Renee. (Mlle. Renee for short)
I remember when the old man on the mountain crumbled. Crazy.
And now he lives only as a figment of a state’s imagination on a few old quarters and a stamp that you would need 15 of to even mail a letter.