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The trouble started Saturday afternoon, April 1. The good news is that Max Yoho had just finished a presentation at the Electric Cat Cafe in Paxico, Kansas, about bootlegging in Southeast Kansas. He'd read bits from his novel concerning that subject, The Moon Butter Route. |
The bad news was that he "folded" . Well, at least the talk went smoothly. |
Then there was the bad weather. It rained all day Sunday. Clouds were sitting on the ground, and hail was bouncing onto the streets at mid-afternoon. The clouds were finally clearing by sunset. |
in retrospect, the weather could have . Oh, and the sunset was beautiful from the 7th floor hospital window. |
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By Wednesday it was obvious that Max would have to miss his gig at the Kansas conference of state librarians. On Thursday Carol had to drive to Wichita alone and address the luncheon in Max's behalf. |
April is burning season in the tallgrass . Carol managed to take some photos of the Flint Hills through the car's windshield. |
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| By Friday Max was home from the hospital and feeling much better. | The sun setting behind thunderheads seemed to promise a better week to come. |
Well, maybe, the week wasn't really TOO bad...