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Frederic was a defining moment for anyone living in Mobile (or South Mississippi). I was 9 at the time, but have as many vivid memories from the two-week period of Frederic and his aftermath, as I do from the entire 9 years preceding. Frederic was a dry storm, but for what he lacked in rain, he made up with wind. No tree stood a chance against that storm, and few houses weathered that storm without major damage. So, if Fred "lives" through the next few days, he still has a lot to live up to, if he is indeed the long lost son of whom Daniel ponders. Fred probably won't get my attention (or respect) unless and until he crosses the western tip of Cuba. |