THE FOOTNOTES

We said goodbye to an old friend this morning. We pulled the plug on the Coldspot Refrigerator we bought from Sears in 1950. We bought before we got married, and I began using it when I lived in Prospect. It went with us to Union City, New Britain, and now Tolland. It has been in sort of a retirement mode for a number of years in the cellar, serving mostly to store beer left here by visitors. It never failed in almost 50 years, and would still be going except for skyrocketing electric rates.
If it had been a faithful horse, we would have shot it. If it had been a ship which was home for a long time, be would have decomissioned it with thanks, and maybe tears. The old Coldspot preceded us to a final destination. It earned its rest.