The great Moon Pie fell last night, but without me and Deborah. Fortunately I had parked in an area we could leave expeditiously, since it rained on and off all night. Deborah had to get up very early, so the magic
hour of midnight was just not to be. But who doesn't like the O'Jays (we all remember "Love Train") My friend called this morning to tell me I was a wimp. . .