Happy birthday, Todd, from me and guess who else?
J.K. Cowling at the 1900 Storm Memorial, Galveston, Texas, August 2009
It was on this day last year that Hurricane Ike roared ashore, causing us all kinds of grief. We lost power, tree limbs, roof shingles, and an entire tree at The Compound, but when daylight came, we and our friends and animals were safe, so we had much to be grateful for.
To give you an idea of Ike’s wrath, compare my August 2009 photo of that sculpture:
with one taken last year before Ike made landfall:
Photo by Johnny Hanson, Houston Chronicle
Here’s Lindsey showing where the water line was in the buildings along the Strand after Ike flooded Galveston.
Even if September 13 isn’t always a kind number, it gave the world you and Scooby Doo, so I forgive it. Thank you, Todd, for being born!
Thank you for the warm wishes my dear. You are a treasure.
It hardly seems a whole year has passed since I was so worried about all of you.
Always good to see J.K. Cowling around. I have been laz in posting Olga Noel pix, but Richard, like you is a gem about putting up ones of The Countessa.
I think I can speak for both myself and Scooby in saying it is pretty groovy to had our paths cross in this journey we call life.
I know it will be a long time before you have to worry about forty, but if you have any tips for me in the coming months on how to Jack Benny this age thing, I am all ears.
Take care. Big smiles from Wisconsin.