![]() It seems I might’ve been a little optimistic. When Hurricane Michael, the ass, came in so quickly I changed the flight to Friday (today as I write this). Originally, I was booked on a Thursday flight from Dallas to Panama City Beach via Houston on Southwest Airlines. When I spoke with him last night before bed he’d just ended one conference call and was preparing for the next one. Studly’s job as an area director for a public utility company calls for him to make sure resources and people are in the right places at the right times. ![]() I happened to be in Dallas with my son and his family while my husband, Studly Doright, and our cats rode out the Category 4 hurricane at Doright Manor. My home near Tallahassee seems to have weathered the storm fairly well. He’s destroyed lives and homes and businesses all along the gulf coast of Florida, and Michael has kept on wreaking havoc as he’s slammed inland through Florida’s panhandle, into Georgia, and beyond.
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