Hey, watch it now, jumbo. The gut is stictly jelly douhgnuts. And this is clearly relevant to the topic. Earthquakes and other catastrophes make you think about family. During the 9/21 earthquake, the first think I did, after my jiggling tummy awoke me, was to figure out how to protect the kids. 25-year-old building, 4th floor–I thought the roof might cave in. I suppose the doorway would have been the safest place, but we opted for just covering them with our bodies. Of course, in retrospect, I realize they could have just as easily been crushed by us as a falling roof.
Anyway, I’ve gone back and deleted my previous posts–v might want to do the same.