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We’re still curious about exactly
where Old Man Jenkins’ cabin is. While he was alive, we never
thought to bug him about where he lived, because we also cherish a
man’s right to privacy. But Jenkins died on one of his trips to
town, and we still didn’t know where his cabin was.
So that began a number of semi-serious expeditions into our nearby
mountains to try and solve the mystery. Hasn’t happened yet, but
there’s always hope deep in the souls of true explorers.
And so it is with Mrs. Doc. She introduced herself to all of us as
Mrs. Doc, and … as wife of our local sawbones … she automatically
deserves respect, even if that respect means maintaining a mystery.
But in a way, Mrs. Doc has added something tangible to our little
society here in Home Country, because if we should ever falter for a
subject of intense discussion, we have her first name to fall back
on.
Doc’s a true pal, of course, but there’s no way he’d betray his
missus on this. We did ask him one time if he actually knew her
first name. He gave us the strangest look and said, “What do you
think? I met this girl in college named Mrs. Doc and asked her to
marry me?”
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The speculation has run the gamut
of everything from her having a first name meaning a poisonous
flower, to body parts, battleships, national parks, and disastrous
storms. If we did accidentally trip over her real name, neither she
nor Doc would confirm it.
So while we’re looking for Jenkins’ cabin, we can contemplate that
very nice lady … Mrs. Doc. [Text from file received from
Slim Randles]
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