[John A. Birdsall]

My father tells of this visitor that arrived at the cottage late one day. Dad had gone to see a neighbor about something when they saw this guy going thru the woods picking mushrooms. Since neither my father or his friend knew this guy they asked him what he was doing and who he was visiting.. He said he was visiting the Birdsall's and he was picking some mushrooms for dinner. My dad told him who he was and that the mushrooms were perhaps poisionous. Well it was funnier to hear my dad tell it.