From its birth on a wintry night in
Bessie's garage to a final resting place
in a secluded cove by a spring in the
pine-covered hills, Thames molded
many hearts.
Touching the mind and soul of his
maker, Thames guided an elderly,
neighbor-couple, A young police re-
cruit, two park rangers, a burly tree
service owner, and two faltering
families of children.
Using a voice of musical telepathy,
and a presence of the twisted and
torn sores and scars, Thames brought
his personal "haven" to earth.
ranger named Gene.
Grasping for an answer, Gene
(a young park ranger) was alowed to
ask Thames his one burning question.
What are you?" he said.
I am not a what... I am a when.
was the reply.
