MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE
by Michael Wolraich
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Notes from the outskirts of the hurricane
By wws on Mon, 09/01/2008 - 11:50pm |Emails from my son:
Just letting you know I am here. About to weather the storm, out of the danger zone.
Wow, Ma, what a night. It’s Waterworld. Winds very high and relentless. We are losing some of the dock. No surge yet but a random maverick wave a while ago. Maverick – get it, Ma? Thought you’d like that. Tore the sand out -- our quiet beach is history. More in the am.
Much love
We got lucky. I have power. Ma, you would have enjoyed the experience. Seriously. Not being in the eye but still being in a hurricane. Hate to admit it -- it was kinda fun.
Our turn, ya know?
Ma. That big wave last night ? I forgot to tell you I looked out and my neighbor was surfing the followers. What an asshole -- ended up in the parking lot. LOL.
Just letting you know I am here. About to weather the storm, out of the danger zone.
Wow, Ma, what a night. It’s Waterworld. Winds very high and relentless. We are losing some of the dock. No surge yet but a random maverick wave a while ago. Maverick – get it, Ma? Thought you’d like that. Tore the sand out -- our quiet beach is history. More in the am.
Much love
We got lucky. I have power. Ma, you would have enjoyed the experience. Seriously. Not being in the eye but still being in a hurricane. Hate to admit it -- it was kinda fun.
Our turn, ya know?
Ma. That big wave last night ? I forgot to tell you I looked out and my neighbor was surfing the followers. What an asshole -- ended up in the parking lot. LOL.
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