Actually, Don Parrish was still here earlier today. He spent yesterday doing genealogy research. He has a colonial ancestor who owned a local island. The island was a gift from the Mohawks. The name of the island had changed since then, so he was having trouble tracking it down.
Finally someone told him to go ask "that know-it-all" up the road.
And the know-it-all in fact did know.
Now there's no one in this building but us and the security guards. Don is gone. The Anderson's are gone. I guess we should finally call it a week.
Schenectady,
We relished thee,
But now we flee
Thy company.
Okay, as it applies to the town proper, "relished"
Is way over-embellished.
Anyway, everyone's gone
And the fun
Is done.
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