Every morning of Hutchmoot, I woke up with Patty Griffin’s “Making Pies” in my head.
The song is based on the Table Talk ladies from Worcester, MA, near where I grew up.
It’s not far
I can walk
Down the block
Close my eyes
Make the pies all day
Some might call this an anti-war song; it simply tells a story of a woman whose life was irreversibly affected by WWII.
Did I show you this picture of my sweetheart
Taken of us before the war
Of the Greek and his Italian girl
One Sunday at the shore
We tied our ribbons to the fire escape
They were taken by the birds
Who flew home to the country
As the bombs rained on the world