My apologies to you both for not posting yesterday. Much of the day was taken with Stan Olson's funeral...could that be the reason it slipped my mind?
The OFH is quieter. Well, the halls, gathering spaces have always been quiet. My side of the OFH fronts on St. Paul's busy west 7th street. The street was in notoriously bad shape. In some of the potholes the old street car tracks that had been buried were showing though. In addition to potholes there were bumps galore, many of them next to the OFH. Trucks and especially trailers would resound as they bounced over the holes and bumps.
Well, guess what? The St. Paul Street department resurfaced the street. Consequently silence abounds, even when I'm wearing my hearing aids. Some OFH inmates complained that the work was done at night to some noise. As busy as is the street it made sense to do it when traffic volume was down. Of course I was in The Little House so what do I know?
Takk for alt,
Al
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