The lawn man cut our brand new phone line yesterday as it sat on top of the grass waiting to be buried by the pros at Sprint. Then my brother called on my cell phone to say that his wife was going in for an emergency c-section, right then, two weeks earlier than anticipated. We drove over to Coral Springs, on the east coast, first thing this morning to see Lucky Seven, the first male child born in our family in twelve years. Mama, baby and family are all doing fine.
In the morning we will rush back to the island to batten down the hatches in preparation for Hurricane Charley, which appears to be making a beeline for Dock 99 1/2.
Between the damaged phone line and the hurricane, it may be a few days before you hear from me again.
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