Friend and magnificent brain, Jim Snowdon, e-mailed me this today in reference to Katrina…
Most of my relatives escaped before the storm, but my Aunt Anne and Uncle Stanhope had to ride it out in a hotel. For five days we didn’t hear from them. Thank God-or-Whoever’s-In-Charge that the President was on the case and quickly declared a National Prayer Day.
Having a civilization was fun.
Amen brother. Jim’s a superb author and, as it turns out, blogger.