IN A NARROW HALLWAY – CLOSETED IN THE COILS OF TERROR
I have been close to death in illness when I didn’t have the physical strength to fight for life. I have experienced in-flight emergencies while piloting aircraft where I had to rely on knowledge and confidence to survive. But, I have never felt the mortal vulnerability and uncertainly we lived with for two-and-a-half hours in that hallway. It was insidious; a situation none of us could change or control. We were trapped in the constricting coils of Andrew’s reign of terror.
If you’re too busy checking out all the hot fuckin’ bitches here at American Drumslinger and never paid attention to anything else, then I urge you to read this. We experienced Hurricane Andrew in Broward County and got slapped around a little bit. Not so for the poor bastards about forty miles to the south of us.