I learned this evening that my grandfather, Poppa, almost got electrocuted today. He got the coffee pot ready like he does every morning, but when he touched the switch to turn it on he got a jolt. There is a huge blister on his finger, the "point of entry", and Gran said his hair looked like it had been permed and was sticking out in every direction.
Thank you, dear Father, for not taking him from us yet! I know there will be a time when we have to say good-bye, but I am so very happy that this was not yet that time!
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