Good morning.
Do you remember what you were doing forty years ago today? Some of you might not..some might be to young..but I remember.
May 18th, 1980
I remember waking up that morning forty years ago today...and not in my usual manner..groggy...fumbling around for pants...stumbling towards the bathroom. No...that morning my eyes snapped open and for some reason I sat straight up in bed...looking around wildly thinking someone was in my room. As the moment of panic passed, faint sounds of my mom clattering around in the kitchen drifted up to me..calming me. That brief moment of terror I had felt was already half forgotten and I settled back into bed and drifted back to sleep.
It must have been an hour or so later when I woke again hearing my sisters excited shrieks proclaiming it was snowing. I got up and dressed and went downstairs towards the kitchen and crossed through the living room I saw my dad standing out in the front yard. He was standing with hes back towards the house with a shovel in hes hand..staring towards the southeast. I paused for a second and watched him..watching the sky and again this feeling of unease passed through me.
I turned and continued into the kitchen as the sounds of my mom and sister arguing drew me towards them. I heard my mom say 'No, your father said to stay inside, and thats final young lady!'. At that proclamation I turned and ran back through the living room and out the front door, racing to my father. I could here my mom yelling in the background telling me to come back inside. By that point however I was already approaching my dad and my mothers hysterics fading into the background. He turned as I got near and said words I will never forget..he said..'Son, there is going to be mischief and trouble today, we had best prepare for it'. By now I had a chance to start observing what was happening around me and I started to notice large grey white flakes drifting down from the sky. Gradual but increasing rapidly..as I held out my hand and tried to catch one of these apparent snowflakes my dad said..'Well..we had best be about it..go get your jacket and all the towels you can find from the linen closet'. He turned and headed to the garage and finally I caught one of the 'snowflakes' in my hand, I tried to touch it with my other finger and it crumbled into fine power..but didnt melt away like a real snowflake should. I turned and ran after my dad asking what was going on and he said he wasnt sure but it looked like a big fire was near by and we had best prepare for it.
----------
the wall report
Bitcoin has consolidated down to around $9.6kish overnight on light volumes. Currently testing support on the cloud at $9,624.94 with more tests of $10k resistance likely this week. #dyor
1h
4h
#stronghands
Show Posts
