“Mmmmmm,” my palate trembles. Chocolate fudge oozes from the spoon. At Dee’s Drive-In overlooking the Tug Fork Big Sandy River here in Louisa, Lawrence County, Kentucky. Only a silver dollar’s throw across the River from Fort Gay, Wayne County, West Virginia. I’m so glad to be on the road, pleased to be right here, and delighted to have been a Fire Truck Salesman, if only for 15 minutes. That’s Andy Warhol type fame.
It was this morning. A micro story of mistaken identity climaxed with a three mile truck chase. Beginning (Act 1) at the Turkey Creek water wagon. Finishing (Act 2) at Jarrell Community Church. Local cast: an on-stage volunteer fireman who, like many, chuckled at the idea that someone on vacation would with forethought leave home and drive to Turkey Creek, Kentucky, to take a picture of their fire truck; and, an off-stage supervisor who knew exactly what the dude with camera was hustling.
Several minutes down the road, that dark thought brought pickup tires sliding to a stop beside me. For me, here was about the nice church yard. For him, here was a message delivered, “He say’s to tell you the truck is not for sale.”… There was a pregnant pause. He chuckled again, and casually began to tell me about the church. It was his after all.
© d070601-023 Fire Truck
© d070601-025 Jarrell Church
Turkey Creek, Kentucky
Friday 1 June 2007