I picked up some Jagermeister at the liquor store and when we got home from our evening out I got Sam to try some. He'd never had any before and it turns out he rather liked it. The bottle of Jag came with a nifty little flask. Sam showed me the flask that Becky and the boys got him for this past Christmas. His was from the Irish store in Weston and was covered with brown leather and made mine look a little chintzy. The surface in the above photo is actually a trunk that, according to Mom, her father had made when he was younger. The trunk was mine for a number of years but when Mom moved out of the house on Stevens a few years back, I asked Becky if she wanted it. She said yes and it now looks great on the front porch of their house on Walnut Street.
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