Whenever hurricanes head for the Outer Banks, I check with my brother to see if he is evacuating or staying there. It’s an unnecessary step. He’s always staying put, but I ask anyway.
Friends in other parts of the country see the weather reports and ask about him. Maybe they’re wondering if BroJoe is one of the nuts waving wildly behind Jim Cantore on The Weather Channel.
I know he’s sensible–to a degree–but he loves aggravating me with false information.
For instance, yesterday he e-mailed that he was shelling on Hatteras Island. Truthfully, I wouldn’t put that past him, but the Weather Channel had mentioned an evacuation order in effect for Hatteras, so he had to be pulling my leg.
Later, he sent me a photo of the supplies he’d laid in: two bottles of wine. Red and white, of course.
This morning, the headline in our newspaper said: Arthur makes landfall in N.C. I e-mailed to ask were those wine bottles floating now. He sent back two photos and short notes in response.
THE LIVESTOCK REPORT
“Terrified. . . in the eye of the storm.”
THE CROP REPORT
Here in Charlotte, the weather is lovely after the much-needed rain yesterday. Dearly Beloved and I fly our flag proudly, gratefully, on this Independence Day, 2014.
One flag, one land, one heart, one hand, One Nation evermore!
– Oliver Wendell Holmes