Two days ago a reader asked about a hand-lettered sign that hung from a branch of a live oak on Howard Street about 20 years ago. This is the sign:
The sign was made by my daughter's boyfriend who enjoyed teasing me (I was divorced), my father (a widower who liked to get hugs from ladies after lying to them that it was his birthday), and my son (a handsome young true bachelor). We all lived on Howard Street. Marty hung the sign in the tree late one evening. It stayed up there for several years, and became a popular curiosity.
I removed the sign some years ago because I was sure a college student would eventually come along and decide it would be a unique conversation piece for his dorm room. Besides, Lou Ann and I have been together for more than a decade, my father died in 2002, and my son has been married almost 20 years. It was time to take it down.
The sign now rests in my spare bedroom. One hundred years from now the sign may elicit wild speculation about its origin...unless this blog survives, or my children remember to tell their children the story.
Our most recent Ocracoke Newsletter is a compilation of humorous stories told by or about islanders. You can read it here: http://www.villagecraftsmen.com/news092113.htm.