Thursday, 17 August 2023

Tiny Four-Patch Block

 

Two weeks ago tonight, I was sitting in the orchestra pit at Murray Amphitheater, performing Seussical the Musical. We had a good house; the audience and cast were enjoying themselves. Suddenly, about five minutes before what would have been the intermission, an announcement came over the P.A. An intense electrical storm was headed our way, and we were evacuating. A lot of people seemed to think it was a joke. We could see clear sky, and it wasn’t even windy. Yet. By the time we made it to the parking lot, the wind and rain hit. I live eleven miles away, but that night it felt much farther. The traffic moved about ten miles per hour, with most of us following each other’s tail lights. The rain fell faster than it could drain, and all the roads became deep, fast-moving rivers. Somehow, we all made it home. I’ve never driven in weather like that before. I hope I never have to again.

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