A night of text messages and emails
The other night I got a text message from my sister Megan just after midnight my time. The message told me to check my email RIGHT NOW. I thought something awful may have happened to someone in my family or a friend.
A distant third, but still oddly important enough to get me out of bed, was what happened to Ben outside of the Armstrong Tunnels. I got emails and texts all night long describing the situation.
A distant third, but still oddly important enough to get me out of bed, was what happened to Ben outside of the Armstrong Tunnels. I got emails and texts all night long describing the situation.
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"For all the sick of our parish, for those recovering from illness or injury, and for Big Ben, we pray to the Lord."
:-)