Today I am grateful for an alarm clock, corded brown telephone, am/fm radio in a shiny woodgrainlike (not the official name) finish combo that replaced with precision the two month old digital wonder which attempted to destroy my day. But now. Now the whole place reverberates with a ship horn at four. I am grateful for a floorboard, old Clorox jars, a jack, paint, sheetrock and the absolute brilliance of a group of people.
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