“My mother had one, but that was long ago. Let me think—oh, I recall the old Christian Church on River Road had several large ones.”
“Think I could borrow ’em, Mom?”
“That depends, Dan. The old church was abandoned about a year ago. When last I heard, the freezers and other kitchen equipment were stored in the basement. I doubt any of them were moved to the new church building.”
Now that his mother mentioned it, Dan recalled that the Christian Church had been boarded up nearly a year. The building had been offered for sale, but so far no buyer had showed interest. Meanwhile, the place was supervised by Terry Treuhaft, an elderly caretaker, who had his own little cottage not far from the river.
“You might talk to Mr. Treuhaft about it,” Mrs. Carter remarked. “If the freezers are still there, I see no reason why the Cubs shouldn’t have them for the party.”
“I’ll round up some of the Cubs and hike out to his cottage,” Dan decided. He buttered a second slice of toast and scooped the last piece of bacon from the platter. “How’s chances for a pack lunch, Mom?”
“Fairly good, I guess,” his mother smiled. “That is, providing you rake the yard first. The leaves have been falling fast.”
“Oh, Mom! That will take an age. How about doing it when I get back?”
“A Cub in hand is worth two on a hike, Dan. Once you get away on such a lovely day as this, I know I’ll never see you again until nightfall. Work before fun, you know.”
“Okay,” Dan gave in with a grin. “I’ll get right at it. First, though, I want to call some of the Cubs to ask them to hike with me to the old church.”