Several months ago, I posted about the kind of New England fall day where you feel like you are in a Yankee Magazine article. We headed up to the Ashfield Fall Festival, where men proudly wear tee-shirts emblazoned “eat more kale” and kids decorate pumpkins and eat maple cotton candy (ok, adults, too). We stopped at a tag sale that was held inside a covered bridge. Right?I spied not one but two service station creepers. Along with the creepers (two for the price of one!), I learned that the guy who sold them to me used to have long hair, which got stuck in the creeper wheels when he worked at the now defunct Norm’s Service Station in downtown Ashfield. That story just increased the value of my creepers a million fold. And made me think I really needed to remove the head rests.
I did just that. Removed the head rests. Gross. Here are the befores: