It didn't go as well as we'd have liked.
All of this discussion sounds very familiar because it's gone on before, and before and before that.
This is the fire commission taking the lead and the town government taking a supporting role.
It seems that all this in our view falls under the heading of that facetious remark no good deed goes unpunished.
With 20/20 hindsight I think we just treated it too lightly.
This in many ways is the worst-case scenario that the oil industry has been fearing. Production, distribution, and refining has slowed to a crawl through the whole area and that will mean higher gasoline prices throughout the entire United States.
And now, once again, I bid my hideous progeny go forth and prosper. I have an affection for it, for it was the offspring of happy days, when death and grief were but words, which found no true echo in my heart.
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
(August 30, 1797 - February 01, 1851)
I wonder if any of them can tell from just looking at me that all I am is the sum total of my pain, a raw woundedness so extreme that it might be terminal. It might be terminal velocity, the speed of the sound of a girl falling down to a place from where she can't be retrieved. What if I am stuck down here for good?