A few of the Vets signed up to be in the Veterans Day parade. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa usually counted on a big turnout. the Face of Everyman wondered where all the enthusiasm had gone. He hoped for a better showing at the big Macy’s Day parade at Thanksgiving.

Trail Mix

The trail of fruits, nuts, and seed definitely heads this way. Sally was sure of it. She was so glad that she found the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Food choices were better, and the Face of Everyman was such a gracious host.


As the sun began to rise there seemed no place someone could get warm. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa lent itself to an early freeze. At Leroy’s feet a thin layer of ice formed. the Face of Everyman couldn’t recall that happening since 1890. Yikes!

New Suit

Antone was out and about in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He was enjoying his bright shiny coat of feathers. He asked the Face of Everyman his frank opinion of the cut and fit. The venerable sage agreed that it suited him. What else could he say?


As the holidays neared the Face of Everyman shared his bounty with the quests. Seen above is a member of the local clan of Crows is about to soak a walnut morsel. Truly the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was the place to book for holiday revelry.


When Wally learned that his cousin Jasper had been born with six toes he unconsciously began counting his every once in while. the Face of Everyman considered this strange. Of course, the venerable sage had been created without toes or even feet. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was home to many strange and wondrous creatures.