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Those Annoying Sounds of Silence (standard:humor, 903 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Sep 17 2017Views/Reads: 416/221Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I only have one chance to rejoice and be glad in today, and I’m going to take it as much as I can.

It was in the 60s when Simon and Garfunkel recorded their famous song,
“The Sounds of Silence.” 

I must confess that I do enjoy what I know of as “The Sounds of
Silence.” Nothing is more relaxing than sitting back with a cup of 
coffee and enjoying the silence as it whistled by. This has become a 
rather infrequent period for me. 

I love the silence and I enjoy the peace and quiet it brings. 

The problem is, silence can be taken too far. 

Recently, we were the target of a ferocious hurricane who tried to have
her way with us. She snorted, huffed, puffed and stomped her way up 
through the state of Florida. As it turned out, although there was a 
tremendous amount of damage, it was not as bad as expected. That is 
something we can thank God for. 

For almost a week, we were privileged to have her presence in our state.
She did not stay as long as we expected and we were quite happy to see 
her go. The further north she went the less strength she had. The state 
of Florida simply exhausted her. 

Here in Florida we are used to high winds and that sort of thing. Water,
rain and flooding are a common occurrence here. We did have some record 
high flooding, but in the mainstream, we endured and got through it. 

Many people were out of electricity for days and some for weeks at a

The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and her faithful companion did
not lose electricity. We did lose, however, our Internet, phone and TV. 
That covered pretty much everything in our house. 

My wife had her car filled with gas while I on the other hand, did not.
I did not think it would last long, so I stuck it out because I really 
had no place to go. Where would I go? 

Almost everything was closed. Even the gas stations at one point closed.
Restaurants were closed so I could not go out and have lunch. 
Therefore, even though I did not have gas, I really did not need gas. I 
really had nowhere to go. 

I did have a plan, though. I figured if we had to go somewhere, we could
use my wife's car. She always has plenty of gas, so I wasn't worried. 

Many people around us lost their electricity and I figured we would lose
ours too. We did not and so I was most grateful. At least I could set 
in the living room with the air conditioner on enjoying myself. 

As the days turned into more than I can remember, it started to get
rather boring. We had no Internet or phone or TV so I did not know what 
was going on around us. It was quite exasperating to me. 

I like to know what's going on and what's happening and what to expect. 

“Just relax,” my wife said rather calmly, “everything is all right and
we have nothing to fear.” 

It wasn't anything I wanted to Fear, there were just things I wanted to
Know. Fear and Know are two very different things. 

Then she said something, which she thought, would calm me down a little

“Remember,” she said most seriously, “that song by Simon and Garfunkel?”

I knew where she was going with this, but I had nothing else to do so I
thought I would play along. 

“No, I don't,” I said as seriously as possible. “I can't remember that
far back.” 

She scowled at me and then continued, “The Sounds of Silence.” 

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