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Sunday, November 10, 2002
Glass Breaking
My world has returned to normal. It’s a
clear sunny day, the peacocks are on the front porch watching me through
the window and Clancy is following me around in the vain hope that I’ll do
something interesting.
You’d think I lived in a flooding third world country when listening to
the local news describe the impact this 3 inches of rain had on our
community. It’s been a slow news weekend so they’re using the time to
wring their hands about, El Nino, wrecks in the rain and a tree that fell
over somewhere. Actually we got off easy this time. We lost our phone
connection but that’s about all.
I was enjoying a glass of wine last night when I heard the unmistakable
sound of glass breaking somewhere behind the house. Maybe it was the wine
but I wasn’t very concerned. By that I mean, I didn’t go running for the
shot gun. We live in a remote area so even if I did do the 911 thing, it
would be an hour before anyone arrived. I gave a quick look out back but
it was dark and raining so I just chalked it up to raccoons. I didn’t give
it another thought till a few minutes ago when I heard more glass break.
Since it was no big deal to begin with, I can’t really call it
anticlimactic, but since I’m having a slow news day myself, I’ll tell you
what it was. The barrel where we put our recyclable glass had filled up
with water and the bottles were floating out and breaking on the ground.
I’ll try to get the local media to come out and put it on the news
but till then, here’s a picture.
Horrified
cat observes rain damage!
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May 23, 1966
– Monday
I knew it was too good to be true. I finally found out yesterday after my
parents had discussed it a week before that the side trip to Samoa is off
for a year. We’ll still go to Hawaii on a freighter and maybe to Japan by
freighter too but I was really looking forward to Samoa.
Another thing that has me worried is that Ray Whiteby has some friends
over in Hawaii and of course they’ll be the nice type that will insist on
us staying in their home. Then naturally they’ll feel responsible for us
and they’ll try to show us a good time with parties and all sorts of
entertainment. Not to be rude but I wanted to be entirely on my own and I
wanted to make my own friends. Maybe it is a good idea to have contacts
there. They might be able to show us more things than other people get to
see.
I’ve made the mistake of building the trip up in my mind as a big
luxurious vacation. I’ll probably find this isn’t so, so I’d better be
prepared for disappointments.
Everything is going normal around the house. Mother has packed some boxes
for storage and we’re fixing up the back rooms into an apartment. It’s
still a bit too soon for things to really starts happening. Let’s see, if
we leave on June 28th that will make it almost one month. It won’t really
seem near till schools out.
Kirk and Pat are planning on a going away party for me. I just hope it
doesn’t get too formal. I know my friends will miss me. I still remember
when Pat almost moved away and how I felt, but this time I’m the lucky
one. I’ll be going on the trip so I won’t have much time to feel home
sick.
Whoopee! Only 25 days and schools out, not counting one holiday and
weekends makes it only 18 days.
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