The Stuck Shirt Saga, Day 13

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by Amanda Bloom

The aftermath on Town Hill Avenue.  Photo by Alec Jordan.

THIS STUCK SHIRT SAGA has been quite the ride, and I am sad to say that the ride is over.  At about noon yesterday, August 25, the wife beater was caught by a gust of wind and landed in the middle of Town Hill Avenue in Danbury, Connecticut.

The shirt had been given a name just the night before by John O’Sullivan, friend and the owner of Art and Frame in the Route 6 Plaza in Danbury.  The shirt was deemed “Sean Connertee”.

Sean was on the back of my car for a total of 12 days.

by Amanda Bloom

 


 

The aftermath on Town Hill Avenue.  Photo by Alec Jordan.

THIS STUCK SHIRT SAGA has been quite the ride, and I am sad to say that the ride is over.  At about noon yesterday, August 25, the wife beater was caught by a gust of wind and landed in the middle of Town Hill Avenue in Danbury, Connecticut.  The shirt had been given a name just the night before by John O’Sullivan, friend and the owner of Art and Frame in the Route 6 Plaza in Danbury.  The shirt was deemed “Sean Connertee”.  Sean was on the back of my car for a total of 12 days.  

“He was looking tenuous from the moment we set out,” said Bethel resident Alec Jordan, a passenger in my car at the time of Sean’s lift-off, in an interview. “Then suddenly, not more than a few blocks from our departure site, I looked back and he was gone. I didn’t really have chance to get to know him very well, but he was kind of growing on me.”

 

“Then suddenly, not more than a few blocks from our departure site, I looked back and he was gone.”

 

Sean and I travelled extensively throughout the Greater Danbury area during our time together.  I managed to stay off the highway for the entire 12 days and tried to drive slowly, which led to me being vigorously tailgated by a beige SUV on Route 58 in Bethel earlier this week.  If only I could have conveyed the purpose of my leisurely speed to the driver, I’m sure he would have apologized, and given Sean a little nod.

Since the last Saga installment on day 6, Sean and I visited  Redding Ridge Market for an interview and delicious dining experience last Friday (check out the article next week), shopped at Chamomille Natural Foods a few times, and drove deep into the hills of Southbury for a lovely family dinner this past Wednesday (Sean didn’t come in).  We also went to Bridgewater for my gardening job on Tuesday, tacking an additional 20 minutes onto the commute by forgoing the highway.

Although it is sad, I’m glad that Sean lifted into the air on a mild afternoon instead of being wrenched off by the whirling hands of Hurricane Irene.  Goodbye Sean, I will always remember your magic, cotton mystery.

 

SEAN CONNERTEE, A RELIC OF DANBURY AND ONE HELL OF A TROOPER.

YOU WILL NOT BE FORGOTTEN.

 


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