The constable will be making more rounds through the subdivision now that the cannon has left the garage.
We drove by night (as usual) and left the Expedition parked here ready for unload. After breakfast, I came around the corner to discover the unload already in progress.
I didn’t have the heart to tell Sean, Burt, and their two helpers that two boys and an old man got it THIS far.
In the end, it was easier to pick up and carry it than try rolling those rusty wheels.
Corrine takes command, directing strong backs and willing minds to deliver it just where she wants it.
“Every school needs a cannon,” says Roy Williams. Now, Wizard Academy has one.
Bravo, Mr. Moger!