About quarter to two last night I was woken up by what sounded like an explosion or thunder in the distance and Willow broke out into a salvo of barks. James slept through it, but I called him, and we got up to see if anything was wrong, but it all looked okay.

Well, until James went in the garage this morning. The shelf in there had collapsed. We had put all the supports into studs except for one, where we used the wall anchor. That had pulled out of the wall and all the supports bent and dumped all the boxes down. The box of dead computer parts had fallen against the side of the truck and left a mark.

Blast.

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. . . . . Linda at 8:30:00 AM

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