We are holed up here at the house on the lake awaiting Irma. The patio furniture has been tied down. The boat tied up. The cars have been moved to an open clearing. Water has been put into zip-lock bags and bathtubs.
And here it is 9-11 and the most inarticulate president to ever serve this nation is hosting a memorial service at the Pentagon.
I can’t see it without thinking of my friends Hubert and Lillian Champion.