On the Grid

Three utility trucks pulled up in front of the house at around 10 am.  Ten minutes observing an insulted workman in a cherry picker handling wires and a gigantic fuse.  It was like watching a spaceman repair the space telescope.  My pulse increased when the moment came to throw the switch.  The long pole extending up from the ground.  Flip.  All the lights in the house came on.  Like magic.  Connected.

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