Thursday, October 6, 2011
Did I say I am a survivor? Scratch that. For a few minutes, I almost forgot.
Two happenings recently whopped me into reality. Click click. My car key remote wouldn't work. I frantically stood there, aiming and clicking at my car. Panic seized me. How was I going to get into my car? Who should I call?
My car key is attached to the remote. Duh, oh yes, I can use the key. We used car keys since Henry Ford thought autos were a good idea. Most of my life I had unlocked car doors with a key. I can do that now.
That night, lights were blazing throughout the house and the TV was on. Suddenly, the TV gave a slight crackle and went blank, along with every light in the house. For a moment I was stunned, as I sat in a dark, silent house.
Fumbling my way to a kitchen drawer, I retrieved a flashlight. I went outdoors to check if anyone in my block had electricity and found my neighbor standing outside with a flashlight too. Not a light in the neighborhood on this black cloudy night.
So what will I do? Radio? No Computer? no Read ? too dim. I grew up without electricity and we managed to do everything. Now, living in mono-power source times, all I could think of was gong to bed and getting a good night's sleep. And so I did.