Storm Cellar Open House Sells Out; Lines Formed at Dawn

BUNKER HILL (population: chipper)— The Historical Preservation Society promised lemonade, a borrowed accordion, and one honest cellar spider per stop. Tickets vanished faster than cherry pie at a county fair.

Docent Mole led groups with a miner’s lamp and stories about the twister of ’58 that never quite touched down but taught half the town to whistle for luck. Youngsters practiced duck-and-cover with cheerful inaccuracy.

Mayor Tortoise declared the afternoon "a fine example of curiosity with a lid on it." A spring repeat is likely—bring a sweater and your manners.