At 4:00 am yesterday morning Mr. MoSop and I had our own Clement Clark Moore moment, i.e. ”when out on [our] lawn there arose such a clatter, we sprang (sprung?) from our bed to see what was the matter”. In our case, we flew to the kitchen and turned on the floodlights where “what to our wondering eyes should appear” our back fence was no longer standing here. There were also plenty of flying objects in the air, but none of them were...
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