Tag Archives: Hurricane Irene

The Thorn In My Paw

I saw a man I hadn’t seen in a while I’ll call Ted, who’s very active in the church I sometimes go to. When he sees me he does everything but genuflect, like I’m one of the Apostles, because I … Continue reading

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Baby It’s Cold Outside

I’m sitting here in so many clothes I look as if I’m about to sneak out of a hotel. When I say I’m not ready for this cold snap I’m not kidding. First of all, my warmer clothes are still … Continue reading

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Hurricane Sunday

Irene was like an unwanted house guest who kept saying she was on her way but never quite made it. You gave her enough respect to prepare and patiently wait for her before aptly deciding, it’s certainly a pity hurricanes … Continue reading

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Good Night Irene

It dawned on me I did feel Tuesday’s earthquake. When my room gave a little shake I automatically assumed it was my upstairs neighbor moving her furniture around again. When I heard that the earth actually quaked, I knew I … Continue reading

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