Buncom Day just wouldn’t be the same if the grounds were covered with their 
winter litter of fallen branches, layers of pine needles, and general untidiness, or if the buildings weren’t spiffed a bit. A surprisingly fun part of the Buncom Day tradition, Cleanup Day happens the Saturday before.
Cleanup Day is a great way to reconnect with neighbors, some of whom (example, Connie) are long-timers who know all the Buncom legends and lore and will gladly share them with you. The same community spirit enlivened the leaf-raking crew (Marion, Harold, et al.). It was also the time for Buncom’s official traffic director, Ted, to check out the pasture parking.
Cleanup Day typically starts mid-morning and winds up in time for lunch at one of the nearby cafes and/or watering holes. Carolyn summoned the troops. Lyn and Sue plotted strategy for cleaning the post office while Madeleine got to work on the windows. Meanwhile, Bjorn wondered when coffee break start.
As you can see, everyone comes to Cleanup Day dressed for work. The devil may wear Prada, but here at Buncom we thought Mary’s purple …uh … gloves, Sandy’s orange shirt, and Priscilla’s lime green tote bag made quite the fashion statement. Nothing, of course, compared to Marion’s matching shirt and cap. Oh yes, Ken. He told us he was working on squeaky hinges but what he really did was chat up the resident ghosts to be sure they had Buncom Day on their e-thereal calendars.
Frank, the chief engineer of Buncom, headed up the repair crew, including window replacement, while Sue (the lead organizer for Buncom Day) tended to her clipboard full of notes. Meanwhile, Ted and Connie demonstrated the Cleanup Day motto: “many hands make light work.”
By the time the last load of rubbish had been dealt with (thanks to, among others, Tim, Mary, Harold, and Madeleine), Buncom fairly gleamed, awaiting the next week’s festivities!
