August 2011
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My dumb, old hurricane story...
As a Midwestern transplant to Tallahassee, Fla., in 1985, i was totally clueless about this whole hurricane thing (tho i had noticed the advice on the supermarket bags to not have a hurricane party).
So when Kate hit that November, well, i was clueless. No one told me to leave work early, so i didn’t. And at 5 p.m., mine was the last car in the state parking garage. This did not concern me....
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