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Commentary
I told my siblings about progress in the restoration of our house after the fire last July. My oldest brother, always the philosopher, wrote, “Soon it will seem like just a bad dream.” I’m sure he’s right.
Last week, the electrician sent me a couple of photographs after he did a test connection to the all-new light fixtures on the all new electrical system in the all new ceiling. It was the first time I saw the house thus lit in nine months.
Did I ever really despair? No. I suppressed that response. But does that really count?
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