7MAD DOGS AND ENGLISH MEN
“Mad dogs and Englishmen Go out in the
midday sun” Noel Coward Song
Dump and I started trudging down the on ramp
to the interstate and noted that the people coming up from it had
slowed to a trickle. It was deathly quite, nobody talked much, I
guess the heat of the sun, the shock of it all, and just the drudge
of having to keep on going no matter what took away all interest in
conversation.
There were vehicles as far as the eye could
see in every direction. The event happened somewhere around 12.30
in the afternoon. Dumps watch had stopped but for some reason the
clip on style pocket watch I had was still working, maybe because
it was because it was shock resistant and antimagnetic. My said it
was 6.30, I am glad the sun chose summer to have its fit,
