The full moon is calling,

The fever is high

And the wicked wind whispers and moans.

—The Eagles



A big moon, football and fair fever and, of course, that wicked wind.

We’re used to rain and lightning in these parts, and we’re more accustomed even to hail lately. But the wind is not usually our foul-weather companion. Unless they’re tornadic, we rarely have winds that will blow away a lawn chair, let alone a lawn.

Storms like the one fueled Sept. 13 by Ike are certainly not common around here. And while we’re di...

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