Tuesday, October 11, 2022

The Commissioner Shanty


It was too beautiful to stay indoors this afternoon so the chores had to wait while we took a little hike in Penn's Woods. This time it was the Commissioner Trail on Denton Hill.

Wondered why it's called The Commissioner?

Here's an explanation from my grandfather, W.D. "Golly" Fish.



And here's another story about the Commissioner from 1945.


And here's the rest of the story!



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