Last night’s rain was spectacular. It pounded the windows and blew trees sideways. The dogs wouldn’t even go out, and they usually don’t mind rain. This morning dawned dark and dank. Everything is soaked, but it has stopped raining.

The dogs and I were rudely awakened by a smoke alarm in the wee hours this morning. The dogs shook, and I jumped out of bed. The irritating beeps seemed to come from the one outside my room, but it was difficult to tell. After a bit, it stopped but then started later and later again. After it beeped a long time, I grabbed a stepladder and disconnected all three of the alarms. One kept beeping though disconnected. I am now left in a quandary. I could pull off the caps, but I can’t get at the innards. I used my stepladder to climb and pull the caps, but the ladder is short and a bit scary, and I am not the best of climbers. My hope is the beeping is at an end. Reconnecting is the next problem, but as Scarlett O’Hara said, “I’ll think about that tomorrow. Tomorrow is another day.”

When I was a kid, I had favorite television programs. Every day after school I watched Superman. I still remember the introduction, “Faster than a speeding bullet! More powerful than a locomotive! Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound!” I never questioned the disguise of glasses and why Clark wasn’t recognized as Superman. I never realized what a role model Lois actually was. “Great Caesar’s Ghost,” was Perry White’s favorite expletive. My Superman memory drawer is filled. I remember it all.

I also watched the Mickey Mouse Club. I sang along with the introduction. I loved the openings and the closings. l loved Spin and Marty. When I was in college, we were discussing the themes of each day. We couldn’t remember Tuesday so I wrote to the Walt Disney studio. I got a wonderful letter in reply. Tuesday was Guest Star Day.

My finger is getting better. Its aches only part of the time especially when I use it which happens almost automatically, it being my dominant hand. It aches right now. I used it to take off the smoke alarm caps. My other hand I used to balance myself against the wall.

I stopped taking a dance card. Lately I haven’t anything to fill it. Going to Agway or the dump doesn’t count. Today I need a few groceries. That doesn’t count either.

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