A well written piece, Gary.
It reads almost like a three act play: storm, calm (the eye of the storm), storm.
Often the wind can be the most destructive part of a storm. But, as the wind is circulating around the eye of the storm, the wind (destruction) is in the opposite direction once the eye has passed.
As others have already stated, this poem will strike a chord for many who read it.
There'll be no fight at all.
Gary only offered the plaid shirt to dughlas. I'll be happy with the rest. I can even find the guy another shirt if he really needs one.
And flu is caused by a virus, and there is a vaccine for that. We'll just have to wait and see.
Even if a vaccine is never developed, there's the possibility that a drug, or drug combination, will be developed that can either cure the illness, or at least alleviate the worst of the symptoms.
I had actually switched from the editing to here, when I got a pop-up notification to say that you had replied in CoTT2.
I was excira-and-delira! (That's an Irish way of saying "excited and delighted")
Good.
Now I'm sorry, but I have to get back to editing a chapter for someone. I've had it for ages, and feel guilty I haven't finished it and sent it back to the author.
The movie was also called Ode to Billy Joe. Released in 1976, I have a digitised version of the original VHS movie on my hard drive. Robbie Benson played the part of Billy Joe, and Glynnis O'Connor as the girl. That long since I watched it, though, that I also can't fully remember the ending...
Good, thanks. Car was in for a service this morning in a small town about 18 km (11 miles) away, so I went for a walk in the nearby woods and along the river that runs through them. Back home a few hours now. Got the roots of two more bushes dug up in the garden. Just taking a break, at the moment.
Your day going well?
He was on GA six minutes ago.
I'm worried about his silence as well. But whenever I check, GA tells me he has been logged-in in the previous few hours.