One thought on “One After 9/09”

  1. I’m glad your knee changed its mind about a reprise. Now it’s my turn. BOTH FEET. The right was a sprain that healed in only a week; the left is the heel bone. I’m mastering a cane, and oddly keep picturing (still alive!) Dick van Dyke, Julie Andrews and dancing cartoon penguins.

    Go slow running, Dougie! We’re 17 now, er, 71. Dammit, why can’t Trump have the spectacular slow-mo fall I endured? It would solve a lot of inconveniences.

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