The grandchildren named him the first time he arrived in our front yard. He weights over six hundred pounds and is seven feet tall and looks out at sea watching for the storms coming in. He was carved by an artist in town and delivered him to our front yard four years ago. Last year in March the artist promised to come and repaint Fisherman Joe as the paint on the back of the coat had started to peel. Again in early July I stopped to talk with him and again he promised. But our celebration came and went without Fisherman Joe re-painted. Now the artist has moved so I can't even call him or stop by. He also has two paintings of Christina and Andrew which were paid for but never delivered. Now Mal has come to our rescue.
Ever since Pat and Mal have visited us, Mal has worked along side Ken. Ken always has some project or another that Mal can assist, from spreading mulch in Texas to digging potatoes in Kensington. This time, during an e mail confirming their arrival, Mal asked what projects were in store for him. Ken responded that we always have more projects then either time or money, so prepare for projects. When they arrived, we suggested a wonderful project, something that would be very helpful to us, but would provide unlimited tasks in the future. That of course, was re-painting Fisherman Joe. He accepted the challenge gleefully and already had scraped him and cleansed the whole statute with bleach to kill all the bugs and fungus. Yesterday we purchased the paint and this morning Ken and Mal went to the hardware store for extra fine sand paper. After a day or two in the sun, Fisherman Joe is ready to paint. I am so pleased. And I am grateful to Mal for accepting the challenge.
Mal is a very pleasant and polite fellow. Once, when at a party next door, a party that was very crowed, the hostess asked Mal to take his dinner plate to the lowere level, thinking that if Mal is seen going downstairs, many other folks would join him, thus alleviating the crowding. Being a helpful fellow, he went downstairs to eat his dinner, but returned thirty minutes later after eating alone the whole time. He laughed, as did the rest of us, but the hostess was embarrassed. But you do catch the essence of Mal ... he is in all regards, a very helpful fellow!!
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