ALL NIGHT in Postcards 4
- April 16, 2018, 2:02 p.m.
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- Public
George was ill last night with a bit of food poisoning. All night.
About 400 people showed up for an annual potluck, most bringing something to eat. He ate a far, far wider variety of things than I did. I hope 400 other folks didn’t go home ill. Yes, he didn’t go to work. Yes, I am a worry wart.
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- Himself: Finally got to sleep around dawn. His knee looks like it has shingles.
- Herself: I have an appointment at the VA tomorrow to see if I qualify for audiology.
- Reading: Box. “Open Season,” his first Joe Pickett novel.
- Watching: This morning the Boston Marathon, this evening Antiques Roadshow.
- Gratitude’s: That he’s vastly better by noon.
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