I was in grade school in suburban Kansas City then. That fateful Friday was a school holiday and for the life of me I don't know why. I can't even hazard a guess.
2. Thanksgiving 1963 came 3 days after the president's burial. Was there ever a drearier holiday.
3. Brennan's in New Orleans RIP
Family squabbles have closed the joint, at least for the time being. Once lawyers are called in to settle family matters, things rarely turn out for the good.
I always liked Brennans but would have enjoyed it more were it half its size. The food was good, but the restaurant was always too busy, and tables too rushed to truly enjoy your stay. Made a great bloody mary however.
4. Today is Ms. Hutton's birthday. Let us rejoice and be glad.
5. Lost and Found: The good news and bad news of moving are much the same. In our case we cleared out a lot of stuff we wouldn't have otherwise. Everyday, I ask my bride or she'll ask me, "have you seen the...". No.
Prior to moving we rented storage in a franchise "we'll keep your stuff" place. With eyes wide open I personally loaded our books, file cabinets and some Christmas decorations first thing into that space. The next day we buried our treasures with furniture, fully believing we'd empty it, certainly by now.
It's likely we will continue to rent storage forever. I'm torn between unloading and reloading our space or renting the space next door, and with knowledge and forethought moving. Neither appeals.
To compound the fun I have been ordered to make room in the garage for Mrs. T's car before the weather turns. Can you picture my week?
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