REMEMBER 9/11/01 AND ALL WHO WERE LOST
ESPECIALLY THE MANY FIREMEN WHO FOUGHT TO SAVE SO MANY OTHERS.
I remember September 11th for one other very special reason. For as long as I can remember back in my childhood, September 11th was always celebrated by my parents. It was the seed to my very existence. My parents were married September 11, 1935. They met in Dayton, while my mother was working at Frigidare after attending Miami Jacobs College. They had been married 38 years when my father passed away. I always remember 9/11.
For those following my "black cloud" events, I just wanted to let you know that Tuesday I was ready for the final inspection on the new electrical panel. The permit was issued, the inspection was done, and IT PASSED. Of course, I had no doubt as to its viability since the workmanship was so well done.
I now have my final approval certificate and proceed to move on. The carpet needs vacuuming and some general cleaning, but I'm so happy that is done.
Now all I need to do is find someone to repair the drywall around the panel, paint the area, and I'm finished. Next week will not be so bad and things are looking up.
It may be raining outside, but sunny days are ahead for me, finally.
