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Good morning everyone; and for those of you who observe, may you have a lovely Good Friday. Here on the gulf coast we had some fairly strong storms move through yesterday afternoon and into the evening. The boss closed the office early so I had time to make it through the Mueller report, which was damned fascinating and somewhat disappointing in spots. From the looks of the landscape this morning, the damage from the storms is minimal and the cleanup won’t take long: wish I could say the same about the report and its rollout by the Justice Department.
In any event, I was up much too late last night so I won’t be writing this morning. In stead I’ll leave you with a few words from my love as she continues making me a better person. Have a wonderful holiday weekend.
This Week’s Gems from My Love
[While laughing]: “You’re not funny, you know.”
[After not having responded to my last four texts for nine hours]: “Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick?”
[After me telling her what a long day I’ve had.]: “So if I die first, are you going to date? I don’t mind; I’m just wondering?”
[In response to my asking her who the “tall, dark, handsome” guy was in the picture she sent standing with her arm around a large, stuffed black bear.]: “None of your business. You don’t own me.”
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Friday’s Lagniappe
This week I want to highlight an essay from The Bitter Southerner, entitled “Searching for High John,” on the twenty-fifth anniversary of the establishment of the Music Maker Relief Foundation. Written by Chuck Reece with photographs by Timpthy Duffy, the MMRF is dedicated to preserving the music of the South and the musicians that carry on that tradition.
“High John the Conqueror, a man in full, has walked through the annals of African American folklore for centuries. He was, folks say, a slave whose spirit could not be broken. He was, folks say, a trickster who could always pull the wool over his master’s eyes.”
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What's on your mind this morning?