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A Quick Pause

Cecil, Oregon. Being slapped by gusts of wind, ugly wind. And then it stopped for about five minutes. That’s all the time we had. We figured a few cups of java from the local store might help in regaining our rattled bearings, only to find that it was no longer in operation. And I’m talking about the store, although our brains were not far behind. CecilStore1

Dad found comfort in an old rocking chair, soaking up a brief sun before the gusts returned.  CecilStore2