Thursday night, while I was in the stands at Wrigley Field, I got a text. FROM HENRY! It says (typos corrected):
Phones still not working right but we are okay. Minimum damage to the house. Tree's gone.
That's really I know about their situation in Key West. But it's enough. It's plenty, in fact. So much better than I was dreading. We missed each other again today, probably because the phones are so hit-or-miss. But it's "okay."
I also got a long IM from my aunt, who has returned to their home outside of Tampa, gave me a brief overview of the what Hurricane Irma did to their property, and then a long and angry update about an upcoming family wedding. So that's good. Not that she's pissed about the wedding, but I look at it this way: if she can be that angry about the way her son is treating her, than she can't be that upset about the damage to their sea wall.
Gratefully,
So relieved about your friends in the Keys! Good to hear from your aunt, too, and I suspect you're right on about the bitching about the wedding.
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