BREAD
Along the winding road that ended in a trailer park on Assawoman Bay there were about twenty residents and one motel directly across the creek from the harness track. One of the residents who took up both sides of the road was Bread Man. A Korean War Veteran, Bread Man knew nothing but hard work from before the sun came up until after the sun set. His products were Pepperidge Farm, Martin Potato Rolls, Thomas’ English Muffins and Arnold. He loved his quality products but Arnold made him money–An American Value. Across from the modest stone house on the creek he shared with his wife Bread Man owned a triple door garage with a dugout loading dock, and another 15 acres with a row of chicken coops backed up to a forest. He had been there for many years having started his bread business with only the quality brands before adding the mass marketed air brand.
Bread Man saw me at all hours hauling water and saw that I was legitimate and actually took trips to the spring in Richmond. Seeing the similarity in the way he grew his business over the years Bread Man offered me space on his land to park a trailer for storage. I purchased a 40 foot insulated refrigerator type trailer and had it parked far off the road and hidden from view of passersby. In exchange for the use of his land Bread Man asked for an occasional glass jug of Mountain Valley for him and his wife, Bread Woman.