Day: December 6, 2005

Down Came the Rain

A few nights before Maw left, we made a midnight (well, 8 p.m.) flashlight-raid on the basement and carved our initials hither and yon in patches of still-damp concrete. Mom inscribed her nickname along with Dad’s initials. I like having it there. But wait: what’s that damp spot encroaching? All that strategizing and engineering to circumvent any potential troubles with drainage … man, do I hate what happens to best-laid plans. Maybe Sumpy was slacking. […]

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