A DOUBLE PEDESTAL REMEMBRANCE

By NORMAN M. COVERT

MY FATHER didn’t invent “man caves” as we know them, but The Rev. Harry M. Covert Sr. showed me the value of a home hideaway. His desk, not power tools, was a convincing and integral part of his personal space. It helped shape his life.

A couple weeks ago I moved his desk out of my man cave, it having been fully restored and matched with his chair, also resurrected. They had occupied space in the flotsam and jetsam of my garage more than two years – call it cogitation time.

Completion comes 26 years after his untimely death in December 1985.… Read More