Time is a strange and wonderful teacher.
As you might have noticed, there have been a number of comments to this blog on a previous posting that were recently published. Sorry I couldn't get them published before this date, but I've been doing a lot of renovations. Enjoy the vitriol and venom spewed by those who claim a national title! Hope it was worth it.
The house on Franklin Circle has a new owner. The historic treasures that belonged to the future, and not to the present or the past, are lost forever, and that's a truly sad thing. The bright spot in all of this is that there is no longer anything worth talking about left in the building. The usurpers of the future have what they wanted - everything - and those who didn't look hard enough and fast enough at the truth have what they deserve as well. Guess the old boy 'dork wrong' group wasn't worth listening to, but you can't tell the purple people eaters that, especially when their noses are browner than day-old coffeehouse kona.
Lets hope that 2011 passes quickly and silently out of memory. Better yet, let's hope it never happens at all.
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