another restful night, just with a couple of surprises. The controls on my bed are breaking down, and Phyllis, my sister-in-law, flew to State College last night, rented a car, and drove to Altoona. In the ice storm. Not that she stopped here, mind; all I got was a text message.
Something tells me that yes, I did “know” about this on some level, but it must have been a very “deep” one.