Well, we missed the breakfast hour at the hotel again!
We were up for business, however, late in the morning.
Son Guy went off to the wreck to bring back a few treasures we had neglected.
In the interim, I spoke to representatives of the Red Cross, the management company, and the hotel. The upshot was that our next destination was uncertain, but that the Red Cross, bless 'em, was going to send us boxes of food tomorrow.
Late in the day, my lovely daughter, Melinda, a Hastings grad, called with advice about what to do next.
And old Wellesnet partner Larry F. emailed me, suggesting a drink this weekend, and later other people intimate Orson Welles sent commiseration.
My hope is that we can be back in the apartment soon. Time will tell.
Later still, Guy returned with more useful stuff from the apartment.
After eating our roastbeef and swiss cheese sandwiches with slightly inappropriate white wine, Guy, William, and I watched the last sets of the Wimbleton Women's Tennis Finals. Serena Williams beat her sister Venus after a grueling, magnificent match. Now, this is what America should be proud of, should present to the World (as we used to) instead of our foolish fascistic adventures. What could be better examples of America than two African American women who have dominated the aristocratic sport of tennis in England for twenty years! The two women were as sunny and modest as they had been when I saw them longer ago than I can remember.
SIGN OF APOCALYPSE: On this day, a year ago, Casey Anthony was acquitted of murdering her tiny daughter. The verdict set off cries of vengeance, but now, further examination may suggest that old Trumbull County, Ohio, Deputy Sheriff George Anthony, father of the hated Casey, may have been responsible for the accidental death and calculated disposal of little Caylee. The cries, I'm sure, would not not abate.
Macresarf1 would write no more today.
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