AH, THE EXCITEMENT in Postcards 4

  • May 3, 2019, 6:06 p.m.
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I came upstairs after starting the laundry to find all sorts of excitement out and front. Big red units with lights flashing. The street closed, and a scattering of blue uniforms too. There we were right in the heart of it.

Until recently, the lot across the street was a small strip mall with a two story building at one end. When we moved in, there was a doggy care store, a hair store, a studio, and the anchor store was a liquor store. Slowly all these enterprises moved out and up the street. Then poof it was all gone, giant digging machines came, and an underground garage was dug and lined with the contents of cement mixer after mixer arriving in pairs. Somehow, they broke an unmarked gas line.

Yesterday was color and drama and gratitude from us as the gas didn’t explode and force us to evacuate. We would peer out every once in a while to see how they were doing. Here in California, we have a shortage of living units in all price ranges. I’m afraid these will be in the $3,000.00 a month range.
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  • Himself: It’s Friday and he has been on the phone a lot this morning.

  • Myself: Talking to Bobbie too loudly George though.

  • Photo: Mine.

  • Reading: Still on HP #5.

  • Gratitude’s: That we are still here and intact.


Last updated May 03, 2019


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