The Hobo Camp Fire Is going well #VI.. Stop In!!!

[Running Bear]

Good morning. It's 81° with 76% humidity. The high will be 95° and will feel like 101°.
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No relief from the heat this week. The high is gonna be 95° all the way through Monday. Later today I'll probably be going to town to get a haircut. That depends on how my father feels after his eye exam today. Tomorrow I'll be going to see the doc so he can check my ears. For a month now I've been hearing my blood pulsing in my ears day and night. It's load enough I can hear it even with the TV going and it's interfering with what sleep I can get. I'm lucky if I can get five hours.

I see by my calender that today is September 11th. The morning of September 11th, 2001 I was at work on my newspaper route. I had just turned off a dirt road onto a secondary highway, hwy 464 in this case. As was my habit I was listening to Morning Edition on NPR. If I remember correctly the fall fundraiser was on when the program was interrupted by a report that a plane had hit the World Trade Center. At first it was thought it was maybe a small private plane but then the news came that it was a airliner. Not long after came another report that a second airliner had hit the other tower and there were the reports of one hitting the Pentagon. A little while later I stopped at a small store where the owner and I watched the towers fall. To say that I was upset about that would be an understatement. I was downright livid! Prime things on my mind were the lives and safety of those at the scene and a burning desire to get my hands on those responsible.