….my Dad, a World War Two vet, especially this Memorial Day.
Down here at “Undisclosed Location”, aka “Amity”, our quiet little spot is invaded by the “summer people.” All of a sudden, you have to run and close your house windows for the visitors who insist on stinking up the air with their fire pits. It’s in the 70’s and they need a fire? We all have to suffer because they need a fire. To add insult to injury, there’s the visitors who I will kindly term as being 4 crayons short of an 8 Pack. They get the wettest, greenest sticks and try to burn them. When they do get some degree of success, the stench really is bad. Thus starts the unofficial start of summer.
How sad the true meaning of Memorial Day is lost to most people. Here’s to all who gave all, those who served and those currently serving.
You are the best! Thank you for your service.
“yes , i am so sorry one of the fibers were cut on the towers and it has caused issues with service, I would keep checking periodically to see if you have service, i am hoping it will be back up soon for you”
This is the message I got when I went on-line with Verizon today, as I could get NO phone line, or rather, signal.I am glad I thought of the only line chat,so I went on and an agent named Donna told me…”yes , I am so sorry one of the fibers were cut on the towers and it has caused issues with service, I would keep checking periodically to see if you have service, i am hoping it will be back up soon for you”….Seriously? Verizon? The invincible phone network? Sure there were tornadoes and severe weather here and thank God we are ok, but I heard of no one else having a cell line go out except Verizon.
Makes me wonder: is it time to go back to two orange juice cans and some string?