STONE AND CANVAS©️
Nana Cook and Charlotte Madison
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#44 DUMB LIKE A FOX©
G.B. loved to find visitors and newcomers to town to whom he could boast and brag. With only five hundred townspeople, most of whom were his employees, tenants, when he found a couple or individual passing through Ash Fork, he gave them the grand tour of his property.
He would hunt me down and say, “Charle I’d like y’all to meet these people, they’re from New Jersey – I’m a takin’ ‘em out to the quarries. We’ll be back in four hours, if y’all need me.” Then to the people: “This is my wife Charle, she’s a strange English type Canadian painter lady – she paints rocks.”
With a kiss and a big smile filled with enthusiasm, he was off! He gave the people a never to be forgotten tour of his property, wonderful insight into the flagstone industry, a tour of the beautiful countryside and an inspiring and knowledgeable discourse on the flora, fauna, geology and history of the area.
On his night prowls after sending home teenagers, and watching for drifters he could always find a transient working as cook or dishwasher at Alice’s, thus providing himself with a captive audience.
One such gentleman had parked his old motor home on stone yard property while working in Ash Fork so the man was obligated to humour G.B. In the discussions G.B. registered the fact that the man had been a cabinet maker in the early years, and he might need him to work with Wayne on the houses and . . . He had his framer!
“Charle, got somethang to tell ya’ll. Somethang y’all’ll like real good.” He raised his hand and wagged his index finger side to side in my face. I got y'all a framer!”
A vacant apartment in his old building behind the 76 station was opened as a workshop; supplies, tools and tables were set up for efficient use. I could drop off the day’s en plein air production and find them ready to hang when I brought in the next day’s work – all for minimum wage!