2019 November 30 Saturday in Liberty Hill, Texas
was uncomfortably warm last night, even with my bedroom window open. Now I know why. It was also very windy. A few gusts felt like something heavy had rammed into the trailer. It is substantially calmer, though still breezy, this morning.
Again I made it safely to the mall with minimal traffic. As I was coming off of the toll road this morning, I heard the stuttering squeal of ABS brakes behind me. In my mirror I saw a tan pickup make a half spin and attempt to start back up the exit ramp. There was still traffic coming down the ramp, so he was forced to stop. But the last I saw of him he was still trying to go the wrong way.
missed the sunset by a moment or two. However, the color of the sky was amazing.
My youngest soon, Adam, is an elementary teacher. He had told his 4th grade class that his dead is Santa. Before the season started, he invited me to have lunch with him at school. I went in my normal clothes, not trying tho look like Santa (which isn’t easy). Of course, when I walked into the cafeteria, kids started waving and yelling, “Hi, Santa.” I tried tho calm things down by holding my finger tho my lips inn the shhh position.
I said this to say this, today another teacher at his school brought her children and told them that they were coming tho see Mr. Williams’s dad.
God bless and g’nite.
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