Greggery Peccary's Infamous Skunk House

He hated it when we called him Greggery Peccary, but the name stuck, and was later shortened to simply Peck. He had been working full time at a machine shop at nights, while attending the University of Utah during the day... getting very little sleep. He almost had his degree in architecture secured, and all that remained for him to do was the final project which was unfortunately due the following day. Peck had been so busy with work and school that he hadn't taken time to work on it at all. It wasn't a simple project either. He had to design some kind of dwelling, and build a scale model of it. All of the projects would be displayed in the courtyard of the ZCMI Center, and each auctioned off to the highest bidder. I couldn't wait to see Peck's project. Next day, I went to the mall to see the display. Impressive! Some of these guys obviously spent hundreds of hours, and a considerable amount of cash constructing their scale models of buildings, houses, and other dwellings. Finally, there it was, an old hollow stump painted black and labeled simply, "Skunk House." When I asked Greg about it, he said that when he got off work, he drove to the mountains where he found a partially hollow stump. He threw it into the back of his little Mazda pickup truck and took it home. There he hollowed it out a bit more, and painted it black, allowed it to dry overnight and woulah, le projekt komplete. Someone even purchased it, and took it home with them. I wonder where it is today. I wonder where Peck is today. I haven't seen him since before the war.