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Wake up, feed the dogs, make coffee. Take Fisher, the newly adopted (last May) Chessie<\/a>, for a walk. (Shelby, the ninja-collie, goes to visit her Rottweiler friend Bruno on her own.)<\/p>\n

Start working on laying out an article for Pomegranate<\/em><\/a> 11.1 in Adobe InDesign.<\/p>\n

M. gets up. We eat breakfast. I cut the grass at the rental cabin, which takes about 45 minutes. Drink water and cool down on the porch. (M. takes a a walk into the national forest, sans dogs.) Back to Pomegranate<\/span>.<\/p>\n

The article is about Paganism in Eastern Europe. At one point the writer uses letters that occur only in Polish, like the L-with-a-slash (sounds like “w”). They are not found in Book Antiqua<\/a>, the journal’s normal font, so can I sneak in a couple of letters from Times<\/a>, which has everything<\/em>?<\/p>\n

The telephone rings. It’s a fire department call. (I joined the local volunteers last January.) But it’s not the usual telephone-tree person. Something about an accident up the canyon, but the caller is not clear about how we are responding.<\/p>\n

I call the sheriff’s office to check. Yes, they know about the accident. Someone is responding. The problem is, because of the location, it could be one of three departments.<\/p>\n

“Thanks,” I say. Do I go? What to do? The phone rings again.<\/p>\n

It’s T., our asst. chief. He has been asked to back up on a vehicle extrication–“jaws of life” and all that. He’ll meet me at the little country store down on the state highway.<\/p>\n

I’m running around, pulling on my turnout pants and boots<\/a>, grabbing the coat, helmet, and supply pack, throwing them into the Jeep, yelling at Fisher that no, he can’t come.<\/p>\n

I drive the mile to the store, re-lace my boots. T. rolls up in the brush\/rescue truck. (It’s all we have, plus a tender.) He turns on the overhead lights, and we’re rolling up the canyon, diesel engine laboring.<\/p>\n

At the accident scene, the ambulance crew ready to load the victim. There was no extrication–he was riding a motorcycle! He went off a twisty curve and has a broken femur. Irony: he is a medical doctor, an anesthesiologist.<\/p>\n

Everyone–rescue-truck crew from the other department, the Forest Service law-enforcement ranger who had been nearby, the sheriff<\/a> and a couple of deputies–shoots the breeze for a few minutes and then disperses.<\/p>\n

T. drops me back at the store. I can’t wait to get home and get out of the heavy gear.<\/p>\n

Half an hour after the first call, I decide that sneaking in the Times italic will work well enough. There is a smidgen of Hungarian in the article too, but Book Antiqua can handle it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Wake up, feed the dogs, make coffee. Take Fisher, the newly adopted (last May) Chessie, for a walk. (Shelby, the ninja-collie, goes to visit her Rottweiler friend Bruno on her own.) Start working on laying out an article for Pomegranate 11.1 in Adobe InDesign. M. gets up. We eat breakfast. 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