My Little Friend from the 17th Century

by Purely Philly…

I was down in the basement yesterday; that’s when I found him: my little friend from the 17th century.

I just bought a home in the Beacon Hill district of Boston.  It’s one of those old houses that dates back before even America itself.  When I went down to the basement to clear out all the cobwebs, that’s when I found him.  He was just lying there in an old steamer trunk, this little pilgrim-looking guy complete with silly hat, big belt buckle, and knickers.  Needless to say, I had a hard time waking him up.

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