re: #216 Unshaken Defiance

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6:01 in the morning. Kicked my ass right out of bed.

I remember it well. Felt the shaking, woke up; felt some more shaking, then whipped my own ass right of bed PDQ when I saw the heavy-framed painting above the bed-head dancing on the wall.

We were lucky: aside from shaken nerves, a cracked picture window was all the damage my parents’ house sustained.