The Carpenter's Hobby

    "Moping." A British black woman reported on an "unknown origin" of birthplace.       "Admonished," I glanced up from writing and told an advisor.        And had found another to comiserate with and now the two of them were acting like Beavis and Butthead.  One spit a pebble at a skillet and it dinged as the advisor motioned for them to be brought out of a (i)time out(i).  "Over here Davey Crockett, please." The advisor still had a trace of accent.   The (i)Let's do it Rileys(i) had quieted down like morning embers.  There didn't seem to be anyone in our homecamp.  "Where is everyone?" My friend asked the first person to rouse in the other tenting places.  The woman shook her groggy head that she wouldn't know.   "DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT WAR IS?!?!?!" The question had roared through the woods.   "Where are the Seal rocks?" I asked out loud to the woman just sitting there.  She sort of b...