Early this morning....
Bev (from her bedroom): Antenna's down!
Me (sleeping in chair): What?
Bev: Antenna's down!
Me (after long pause): Oh.
Took a moment to sink in. Yes, our 40-plus-year-old antenna is no more. Or, rather, it's no longer in the shape it was--felled, at long last, by strong winds and gravity. I took some photos, bent and flattened it (to make it less aerodynamic), and hauled it to our trash center in back.
Bev heard the crash, but I didn't. Oh, well. It survived the digital broadcasting switchover, only to perish in a gust. As used as we are to satellite TV, we'll miss the old aerial. Or not....
Lee
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