First of all, referring back to yesterday's blog, my west coast brother assures me that Jeep drivers do have a 'wave.' I am not surprised. Something to note today is that the possible nasty weather predicted for this afternoon passed us to the north and south. That old local natives' observation that tornados never touch down at the confluence of the three rivers seems to hold true over and over. One more good thing about living at the river's edge.
And one more thing must be mentioned. Today is "Global Day of the Engineer." Global, mind you, not just National or International. Something I am very happy to celebrate. Some of my best friends are engineers, of the electrical and other persuasions. My husband was a software engineer, although he preferred to be thought of as a mathematician. And then there are the engineers who drive the trains that pass near my apartment several times each day and night. I actually like the sound of their whistles and shrieking brakes, muffled a little by closed windows. There's one that comes through about 11:30 each night that I particularly listen for. I've just remembered that, when I was a child, we lived in New Haven for a few years, about three blocks from the railroad tracks. I always loved the sound of the trains then also. Hooray for engineers of all types.
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