Two years ago almost to this day, the hottub broke. Actually it shutdown a few days after Larry's death. I guess it became a symbolic happening much like the old poem, "Casey at the Bat" where there was no joy in Mudville...
Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
But there is no joy in Mudville - mighty Casey has struck out.
Yeah, we've had many an enjoyable wintery evening in that tub--with many "good times and good friends". I might mention a few stops by the local constables as well! What happened in the tub, stayed in the tub!! Lips are sealed on that thought.
I need to make a decision whether to cover the hold or buy another tub. Time will tell.
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