There is a huge 53 foot truck plus to 20 foot cab stuck outside on Main Street in front of my gallery. Bashful Fred went out and asked if they’d like Gloucester Police assistance to clear the parked cars (not all legally parked). I called and the officer said they’d send someone down. I’ve done this a hundred times. I wish I had a care package to give to truck drivers who get trapped in this pre-1700 curve. The truck is still there at 8:33pm. Two cruisers with lights flashing. This is a difficult one. Just don’t hit my car and good journey. Oh yeah, that’s my blue Jeep center foreground. I really don’t want to sleep here. A young girl just came in to ask if I owned a gray Toyota Prius, related to the truck dilemma. I couldn’t figure out where she was coming from, so I just thanked her for trying to help.