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netty2424

netty2424

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PO Frog said:
The water thing confuses me. Is there some thought that the water supply is going to become infected?
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No the guy who stands there and pumps it out of the ground all day and night will get sick and have to go home.
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Mean Purple

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Timely with the recent discussion about a bad direction country music went.
Best thing to do, is listen to good ones. A fellow Frog has reminded me that yesterday was the 15th anniversary of the passing of Chris LeDoux. (taken way too young).
So here ya go.
 
Peacefrog

Peacefrog

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Wexahu said:
They probably fear that they might be quarantined in their house. And the kind of people who worry about such things are the same kind of people that think having to drink a glass of water out of the faucet means almost certain death. Yes, I'm being serious, I'm pretty sure that's what it is.
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Fort Worth water pretty much is terrible. This time of year it’s passable. Late summer? Smells like I imagine Lena Dunham smells all the time.
 
froginmn

froginmn

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TCURiggs said:
So one of the two initial heroes was a Tanglewood/neighborhood Dad (Cliff), with whom we have mutual friends but had never met. The second initial hero was a Dr who lives in the area, who we've discovered we also had mutual friends with (Shivas being one). Anyway, I wanted to share Cliff's wife's post about the incident, just to show how incredible of a circumstance it was. Her words are pretty impressive, and the miracle is worth sharing, IMO:

I’ve always been a firm believer that God makes divine appointments, and one of those just happened to be last Sunday, the night before the first day of school. I was at Target across town, and Cliff had just returned from a lake trip with the littles. We were chatting on the phone about dinner and some of the things I needed weren’t in Target, so he decided to run to the grocery store nearby, not our “normal” one, but one he knew would be less busy... As fate would have it, Cliff was finishing his shopping when he saw two men standing quite panicked over what appeared to be a body on the ground. Cliff walked toward the men and asked what happened and they had no information but encouraged him not to touch the man. Cliff hollered for a checker he’d become familiar with and asked her to call 9-1-1, and then told the bag boy standing closely to run across the street to the fire station. From there, he asked them to ask over the intercom if there were any doctors or nurses there, and before he knew it, a doctor was by his side. The doctor reached to feel for a pulse on the man and found none. Cliff asked him to help turn him over, and he immediately initiated chest compressions. The doctor guided Cliff, telling him to go faster, until the firemen rushed in and took over. He did not realize his wife and children had been waiting in the car until they rushed in when they saw the fire trucks. He grabbed the kiddos as the wife rushed to her husband’s side, and as the situation seemed to become under control, he proceeded home to share the story with me. He was so shaken, a father and husband he did not know, someone’s son had suffered something grave, and he called the store later that night for an update to no avail... he’d barely sleep that night. The next day at school he was searching for familiar faces and thought he saw a friend who came in to grab the kids, but it turned out not to be her. At lunch, I received a call from my friend (XXXXX) confirming that is was a mutual friend’s husband I’d just met this summer, a Tanglewood dad, a beloved man of many friends and he was alive! He’d suffered a “widow maker” heart attack at 36 years of age; a fit, crossfitter and active guy whose genetics landed him in a life changing moment. He was in a medically induced coma in the hospital, and we waited and prayed with bated breath that he would pull through for his family he so dearly loves. On Wednesday morning, I reached out to his precious wife Jen and she simply responded with “I want to see y’all.” On Friday morning, we walked onto floor four of the cardiology wing at Harris Methodist to the most moving and tearful moment between Jen and Cliff, his precious mother, brother, and mother-in-law, and we all boohooed that Kyle was alive and well, and this chance meeting was life altering for both him and Cliff. As cliff walked into the hospital room with Kyle, It took my breath away seeing the gentleman that cliff once did not know but chose to stop and render aid... They are bound now in the most miraculous of ways, and to this I say, don’t doubt God. He put everything there in Albertsons right down to the fire station next door to save Kyle Riggs. He makes no mistakes. He put Cliff, a man who has saved his own son’s life through rendering CPR by his side, and a doctor buying dental floss in the grocery store that day. This morning, we met for breakfast, and I couldn’t stop looking across from me at the lively healthy man sitting next to his beautiful wife in awe, thinking of how it could’ve all changed on a dime. I must admit, I am grateful for all of the people who run toward instead of away from crises. Kyle’s story has already touched so many, and it has been a wake up call for Cliff to go have a much needed stress test and checkup. Kyle’s chances for survival were 6%, and as he met with the firefighters yesterday, they said most every story like his rarely renders such a beautiful outcome. I cannot stop praising God; thank you for the life of Kyle Riggs. Friends, listen to your bodies and take care of your souls, life is so fragile and precious, and you never know when it may be your chance to rush to the aid of another. We are all connected, and I’m forever grateful for the bond created between these two amazing men.
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I interrupt my self imposed delay in posting in this thread to say, holy ship Riggs! I've seen the spoiler to know you're OK, and I'm very glad about that.

About 150 pages to go...
 
Purp

Purp

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Horny 4 Life said:
The local Sam's club is out of toilet paper and had about 3/4 of a pallet of bottled water left with a 2 per customer limit. [ What the heck? ] is wrong with people? This stockpiling thing cracks me up.
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When they built the warehouse I work in they ran plumbing, but didn't install a water fountain. Since the bathroom sinks aren't deep enough to fill a bottle with water I buy bottled water on the company card every few weeks to keep us stocked up. I went Monday afternoon and loaded up with my typical 5 cases of water and it would only let me scan 2. The lady came over and told me why it was doing that and made me take 3 cases off. There was tons of water back there. Every shelf was full and they had open pallets in the middle of the aisle b/c there was no space for them all.

Went back yesterday after I got gas to pick up a couple more cases and the place was bonkers. The only water left was on carts that had been stacked up due to people doing like I did and grabbing more than 2 cases at a time. It also took longer to check out than I've ever seen at Sam's. Just amazing how dumb people are.

I agree with previous comments. I've heard of no threats to the water supply and I have no idea why buying extra TP makes sense to prepare for the virus. Does it make you have explosive poo and I just haven't heard of that symptom yet? I get the hand sanitizer and Lysol runs on stores, but not water and TP.
 
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Mean Purple

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Peacefrog said:
Fort Worth water pretty much is terrible. This time of year it’s passable. Late summer? Smells like I imagine Lena Dunham smells all the time.
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If you are familiar with how water is treated in these parts and spent any time at one of the facilities that do such work, you would be bottled water for life. Some [ Finebaum ] just sticks with ya a while.
 

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